Contusions start to falter now…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy.
Conclusions start to squander now…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy in your suffering!

Pollution of my words befall…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy.
Illusions you can’t fake at all…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy in your suffering!

If you want to see me fall, then I suggest you try to see me follow.
“Is everything fine?”
“Yes, everything’s cool.”
So I guess you have to take that fall!

You’re feeling so glorious now, notorious how you seem to swallow!
And then you tell me you’re sorry now, and yet somehow I feel your sorrow!

Contending for a world enthralled…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy.
Betrayal’s such a perfect cause…
Nothing! You’re never gonna break my, you’re never gonna get my sympathy in your suffering!

If you want to see me fall, then I suggest you try to see me follow.
“Is everything fine?”
“Yes, everything’s cool.”
So I guess you have to take that fall!

You’re feeling so glorious now, notorious how you seem to swallow!
And then you tell me you’re sorry now, and yet somehow I feel your sorrow!

‘Cause everything’s fine, and nothing’s for real! Feeling doesn’t mean a thing!

If you want to see me fall, then I suggest you try to see me follow.
“Is everything fine?”
“Yes, everything’s cool.”
“Is everything fine!?”
“Yes, everything’s cool!!”

You’re feeling so glorious now, notorious how you seem to swallow!
And then you tell me you’re sorry now, and yet somehow I feel your sorrow!
You’re feeling so glorious now, notorious how you seem to swallow!