Break down got a hand on this solitude 
Sanctuary of your missed information 
Held down beaten by an attitude 
And you're biting the hand that feeds. 
It抯 all pretty when the truth doesn抰 look at you 
In a prejudice that's brought on by anger 
Straight arrow bent by some circumstance 
If you ever stood a chance...you would too. 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything. 
I tore down this wall just to look at you 
It's filled up with nothing but hollow 
If your life ever sunk down any deeper 
You'd take your soul...someplace new. 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything. 
You've been falling down to never crawl again. 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything 
If it's up to me 
I'm forty-nine 
I'll show you everything. 
You've been falling down 
Never crawl again.