Listen when I tell that I don't wanna go Well I don't think I'll leave you 'cause I could've beat them all Un, dos, tres I Back then, you didn't care about what I just said You didn't understand My God, it's such a shame And now that days are gone And nights might overcome Helpless lids are born like a dog without a bone Preach out the ritual Come back, it's pretty visual Bring us back bread and wine Angels dead, monsters bite Bye, bye Or else you'll bite us Now put it back You know you just fucked up Bring it on We'll write a song, come and sing along 'Cause friends are meant to Listen when I tell you that I don't wanna go I don't think I'll leave you 'cause I could've beat them all Listen when I tell you that I don't wanna go I don't think I'll leave you 'cause I could've beat them all I can't think of what I've done Fast and wrong Right or slow