There's no money in the cure
We're not guessing where it goes
These are old fashioned feels
Like we've been here before
When the reckoning comes
Is there something I can do
When the reckoning comes
You fight for me and I'll fight for you
Vacillate between the tasks
Giving more or taking back
Progress was never a straight line
It's always been a troubled track
Where's your matches
Bout to burn the whole shit down
Go get your matches
Burn it to the ground
Rule by coalition
We have more in common than you think
Your issues are my issues
It's not the time to be polite, or apologize for what is right NO
I just wanna stop then speed
You can call the cops I'll flee
I just wanna talk about things
I just wanna talk I just wanna scream OH
Toe the line, toe the line, toe the line OH
Toe the line, toe the line, toe the line...
Picking up where we left off
Wiping the dirt of off our face
We don't see the finish line
So we better watch our pace
Where's your matches
Gonna burn the whole shit down
It's the unbuilding, unbuild it to the ground
Rule by coalition (We have more in common than you think)
Your issues are my issues
It's not the time to be polite, or apologize for what is right NO
I just wanna stop then speed
You can call the cops I'll flee
I just wanna talk about things
I just wanna talk I just wanna scream OH
Toe the line, toe the line, toe the line OH
Toe the line, toe the line, toe the line...