Best of Times

[Verse 1]
When the days fall out of line
And the nights are not the best of times
When the fire behind your eyes has died
I would rather be without a mind
I would rather be without a mind

[Verse 2]
When I'm tired of everyone
And the sound inside my ears is gone
And the shaking in my hands is worn
I will find a way to make my run
I will find a way to make my run

[Bridge]
I know I cannot control a thing
All the sickness that time will bring
All the faulty things under my skin
I know I cannot control a thing
I know I cannot control a thing

[Outro]
I know I cannot control a thing
All the sickness that time will bring
All the faulty things under my skin
I know I cannot control a thing