Lyrics

shouting out the news today
what I've made is what I've made
pulsing in a bottom room
waiting for the moon to change it's tune

shouting on the buildings of
concrete flesh that's all lit up
an ending everywhere I turn
another night another page to burn

will I wind up
will I wind up
alone
up
alone

picture myself getting sick
then dying from the medicine
while everybody stands around
with something new to talk about

will I wind up
will I wind up
alone
up
alone

everything I ever wrote
a love no one will ever know
a bag of bones turns into smoke
the greatest story ever told

will I wind up
will I wind up
will I wind up
alone
up
alone
up
alone
up
alone