Hand me the rope, I'll do it myself Cause everything changes, nothing stands still Hand me the razor, I'll make it my friend Teach it to my brothes, till the end, until the end Can't call me a sinner, can't call me a saint Trade wine for water 'cause it thins my paint So let me paint you a picture, so you can't say That yo saw it different or we don't think the same Think the same Welcome to the new age Another time and another place I keep a bullet for the bad days No matter how many times we waste Maybe when the light comes out We can play again in the puddles Maybe when the Sun does shine We can let go of our troubles Can't call me a sinner, can't call me a saint Trade wine for water 'cause it thins my paint So let me paint you a picture, so you can't say That yo saw it different or we don't think the same Think the same Load a gun with a silver bullet So you can pierce my skin Maybe when the moons not full lit We can go back to being friends Look aroud and see the world is colder Especially now that I'm older I know it's all gonna end She said it's all gonna end I know it's all gonna end For me now