The Simple Story (Unplugged)

Never mind the blood on your hands
Never mind all the silent cries
Never mind the Earth spinning round and round
Never mind your lies and truth

You cry is not what you call for
You cry for what happened before
You cry
You cry

Never mind the blood on your hands
Never mind all the silent cries
Although your hands are rather small
You have all the sad endings

Im spinning round and round and round again
Im starting over and over and over and over again
Im spinning round and round and round again
Im starting over and over and over and over again

You cry is not what you call for
You cry for what happened before
You cry
You cry

You cry again