connect the dots, connect the freckles on your arm
correct the hearts we broke, the smoke we toke
will bring them back to normal, oh
i had enough, so pack it up and everybody move along
the night is ours, the moon the stars, the broken parts
the battle scars
there's change in the weather
there's chains on the red door.
connect the dots, connect the freckles on your arm
correct the words we spoke, i told you so it's
never everlasting, no
so call the shots and blow me off
it's over now, we'll carry on
the sounds, the songs we wrote a long time ago
are in the walls
there's change in the weather.
there's chains on the red door.
***the name won't save you this time
the game's been played and you lied
now this arcade's your pride
we coulda saved it if you tried***
collected debt, collected everything you had
corrupted company and suddenly i'm
feeling really bad about it
but honestly i do believe you take the blame
for everything.
the guilt, the shame, the broken dreams left
in the place are memories.
there's change in the weather
there's chains on the red door