Lagwagon - Messengers

Messengers

Late, I can stay up late
I n and out of bed
Cleaning up the mess
Trying to be honest
Cause I know Imon it
I n this the last time I speak of it
The loyalties that have been broken
Mine isnt dead
One thing is true
Nothing is sacred
When everyones talking
And nobodys listening
When we confide in all those friends
Theyre just messengers
One thing is true
You throw the matters into blue skies
Turning to grey,
Falling out everyday
One thing thats free
I confide in you with the truth
Late, I can stay up late
I n and out of bed
Cleaning up the mess inside my head