Chasing the blood on the back seat ♪ The in-crowds have taken you far ♪ Making your eyes to the windshield ♪ You play the lover and I'll play the liar ♪ Waiting for someone to hold you ♪ Or handle your heart in the rain ♪ Mistaking these whispers for earthquakes ♪ You play the martyr and I'll play your game Who built these mansions of value ♪ And pictures that cling to your home ♪ Mistaking your filters for silence again ♪ You see the preacher and I'll see the fool ♪ Regarding these motions that keep you ♪ To drive for the course of the sane ♪ A comfort that sticks to the surface ♪ You play the merchant of concrete and I'll play the Dane You seem so impossibly perfect ♪ A siren that reads you the rule ♪ A chorus forever in contact ♪ You play the preacher and I'll play the fool ♪ Chasing the blood on the back seat ♪ The in-crowds have taken you far ♪ Making your eyes to the windshield ♪ You play the lover and I'll play the liar