Patience getting thin and my senses are failing Could you at least pretend It's alright You can't kid a kidder Push in Not faking it tonight Tied up and tainted You said we could've made it But every word you said was just a lie So take me by the hand Say something I can stand It's better to burn out than be a man So take your last chance Pretend you didn't fuck it up I'll try to cover your tracks if I can Laughed in our faces Hideous places Sick of the night drives Birthing the night sky ♪ So take this last chance Pretend you didn't fuck it up I'll try to cover your tracks if I can Off to the races It's such a shame you've missed your mark I find my comfort in how far that you fall This is an ode to the masochists Whoa This is an ode to the masochists