Well baby there are the ones, and then there is us.
Who stumble mad through the night.
With the constellation.
Get it, Get in.
Everybody wants some.
you won't be much different.
We need deliverance!
Give us deliverance!
Let's rip off the bandage.
Open our arms like a wound.
We can embrace the truth.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener,
from our side of the fence.
Let's all sing the tune.
A declaration of the truth
and let's all scream the song.
the melody to our call of arms.
Let's rip off the bandage.
Open our arms like a wound.
We can embrace the truth.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener,
from our side of the fence.
Get real, get free.
If you can live with yourself then the rest will proceed. [x2]
Get real [x4]
Let's rip off the bandage.
Open our arms like a wound.
We can embrace the truth.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener.
I'm trying to tell you the grass isn't always greener,
from our side of the fence.