Hollywood 4-5-92 - American Music Club

My revenge against the world

Is to believe everything you say

Balance as you are

On a pile of empty bottles

And even when the world has taken

All your defenses away

There’s no way that you can be true

And I’ll believe you

I’ll believe you

Don’t you get sick

Of party favors

That start with a whimper

And end with a whisper

And even when every single one

Of your gestures is a lie

To me, you always ring true

And I’ll believe you

I’ll believe you

The first time the cops came

They were like brand new friends

The second time they came

They were a little concerned

They said, ‽We know all about you

You’re like a moth’s to a flameâ€

Yeah, we speak too much

And none of it’s ever true

What happens to the rat

That stops running the maze

The doctors think it’s dumb

When it’s just disappointed

I meant it when I said

That I would never see you again

But no matter how dumb I get there’s one thing I’ll always do

I’ll believe you

I’ll believe you

I’ll believe you

I’ll believe you