Lyric Reckless Serenade - With Friends Like These

I see you dream of greener pastures, for yourself
I see you stealing all the answers, does it help?
And in this dark room, these ugly creatures loom
What hungry greed, a little light could make your whole world clean

Don't you know by now?
The glory days are gone
Glory, glory days are gone

One foot in a gold mine
The other one in the grave (in the grave!)
Wise words for the wicked
We don't have time to play
I've got a melody haunting me endlessly
Got notebooks full and a world to see
No room for the haters, so you all best be on your way

You wear those feelings on your sleeve, for the whole world to see
You've got the smile down
You've got us fooled by clean, white teeth
We've been here before, I know this creaking floor
And I hear your heart beating under the boards

Don't you know by now?
The glory days are gone
Glory, glory days are gone

One foot in a gold mine
The other one in the grave (in the grave!)
Wise words for the wicked
We don't have time to play
I've got a melody haunting me endlessly
Got notebooks full and a world to see
No room for the haters, so you all best be on your way

Do you really know your friends?
One by one you're losing them

One foot in a gold mine
The other one in the grave (in the grave!)
Wise words for the wicked
We don't got time, oh no we don't got time
I've got a melody haunting me endlessly
Got notebooks full and a world to see
No room for the haters, so you all best be on your way
No room for the haters, so you all best be on your way