Painting on a different look
To make things come out right
Glossy red lips and dark southern hair
And a rhythm that's out of sight
And the boys are staring with wet savage hearts
And they're betting on a bolt that fits right
And she's planning on winning
Over every girl's chances
But the cost is too much for the night
The planet turns to face the day
And no one knows quite why
And we keep praying
But nothing ever changes
And nothing ever will
It's even more the same
The games we act and play
Losing himself in this moment
The power in his eyes
The force of his strength just like some drug
And he can't tell you wrong from right
And he moves like a runaway train
Heading down to the depths of his new disguise
Crushing her pain for a cheap thrill and a high
Leaving ruins and desolate skies
So many violent crimes
But the story remains the same
Nothing ever changes round here
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes round here
Nothing ever will
Nothing ever changes round here
Make your choices, but then
No one seems to act on the tears
What comes around goes around
Comes around goes around
His lawyer plays with a young girl's fire
Was pulled out when she said no
But no means yes and yes means go
And the jury's just waiting to be snowed
And the moral of the take is
That the struggle for power
Is as acceptable as any animal's prowl
The changes you see
Are the bruise that keeps weeping
The dust that disguises the ground