As night becomes the sun to rise
As dirt becomes the butterflies
As sure as though it always seems to stay the same

And I'll be waiting anxiously
And I'll be falling fast asleep
And I'll be dreaming of the day the dream died

No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
If I knew hate, I'd call it love for you, man
High up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill
Man, you ain't like anybody else

Should we pretend that it's the end?
Are you my curse, are you my friend?
And if we got hit to the end of the road
Will you be there to carry my load?

I'm getting it back with that terrible feeling
My vision is cracked, but it looks like it's healing
I'm getting it back like it's four in the morning
When the sun only shines as if been giving a warning

I'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year
I'm keeping the rabbit, the bat and the reindeer
I'm getting it out, whatever I gotta keep in
I'm telling the truth, said it don't win with pretend

Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?