Method in the Madness

So what's your plans now instead To waste and die of regret The stars aren't looking quite so clear We welcomed you with open arms You picked at wounds, turned them to scars How did you expect to heal We took chances, you won't change So we'll catch the stars while you keep at that losing game Swore on second chances But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with Criticised our sorry state of minds But there's method in our madness You can't predict Are you caught up Catching that fake high Are you lost Losing your own fucking mind We'll move forward and still you stay So we'll move the mountains while you hit repeat never play Swore on second chances But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with Criticised our sorry state of minds But there's method in our madness You can't predict Where we're going, what comes next I'd place thousands on this bet Sat so long by the wishing well Screaming dreams I hope come true so you can't forget You can't forget We're engrained on your head We'll stain the palms of your hands Swore on second chances But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with Criticised our sorry state of minds But there's method in our madness You can't predict Swore on second chances But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with Criticised our sorry state of minds But there's method in our madness You can't predict