they say you gave him up for dead now there s a stranger in your head yellow roses at your feet disappear in a memory of a dream and like a flower in the spring left to the mercy of the seasons soon the past will catch you up stinging like a paper cut there s only so much in your veins to bleed don t let the world get in your way don t let the world get in your way make your mistakes go on your way yellow roses at your feet disappear into a dream fingers clench and smell of magazines kneeling at the altar in a church praying desperately that someone up there is listening don t let the world get in your way don t let the world get in your way make your mistakes go on your way don t let the world get in your way don t let the world get in your way don t let the world get in your way don t let the world get in your way