Warsaw

Saw it all in your eyes
Cross hairs shining through your endless lane
It's not a sign
But a dirty question left unanswered
Where's my conscience?
She's gone dancing
But I still can't explain

Oh break me
You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Whoa break me
You've got it going on, got it going on

Saw it all in our time
That you've been choking, I'm still walking now
It's a state of mind
That leaves the lonely shot unanswered
Where's my conscience?
She's still dancing
And I still can't explain

Oh break me
You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Whoa break me
You've got it going on, got it going on

Oh break me
You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Whoa break me
You've got it going on, got it going on

Oh break me
You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Whoa break me
You've got it going on, got it going on

Oh break me
You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing
Whoa break me
You've got it going on, got it going on

And you don't need to find me
And you don't need to find me
And you don't need to find me