Dial 9-1... And Wait Lyrics

Gimme sweat and adrenaline
gimme something I can believe
this musics stale these drinks are week
drop down give it ten we've been falling asleep
wake up watch out now we've got ourselves deep
the party died the mood got cheap
stale l*** fake heart like a hole in the head
white washed white bread we'd be better off dead
the feelings gone the passion left

Today it aint over till its over
but hey we aint running from our fate
so stay dig a hole arrange the flowers
this dying scene has nothing left to say
dial 9-1...and wait
Push pop talk shop keep it pretty and sweet
stand still no frills where the hell have I been
and why's everyone look like a junky
(sit down shut up)
ya look bored unsure so clever indeed
no game so tame I got places to be
while your starring at your feet
Tonight
we fight
for something more then what we lost
the ambulance outside the house
the fires dead so shut your mouth
and let it all come crashing down