They were just thieves and robbers
You were a stepping stone
Look how the innocent suffer
Raging like a storm in you soul
One thing they forgot to mention
Making peace was their last intention
There was a time you trusted
You were too proud to beg
Now you just feel disgusted
With everything you've done and said
There wasn't really time to cry
Or even kiss the children goodbye
You got swept by the flood
You got talked out of dreams
There was a price on your blood
Couldn't wash yourself clean
It wasn't really worth a whole lot
Looking back at what you got
Like words in the mud
Tears in a stream
No more dreams
All that you ever wanted
All that you'd seen and heard
Never got really started
Like a river never turned
They didn't give a reason why
Never even bothered to try
Killers without a conscience
Only the good lie dead
Great father who trades in nonsense
Picture this inside your head
The magic of the talking wires
Carry both the truth and the lies
