What is it about dilapidation
That holds such strong fascination?
Things fall apart and are broken hearts
Keep us coming back for more
What is it about self-destruction
That claims such a strong alibi?
Suffering so cool, the artist and the fool
Our own enemy against our allies
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you
What are these numbers anyway?
Haze in a bucket, fiddlesticks on parade
A raggedy dawn encrusted dance of a day
Put the details together trust the words to change
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you
What are you putting yourself through?
Who are you selling this world to?
Why are you settling for making do?
When you can have so much more?
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you
Won't you be kind?
Be kind to you