Maybe with a heavy heart I can stay in ground Maybe it's just a puzzle we both can't figure out Layne is standing by my side, I'm sure he can relate How many sleepless nights, I've stayed away Cuz' you don't even have to choose I don't need reasons i don't need you Cuz' everybody's got their vice And if they don't well that ain't right Standing 'tween a thousand moons, and all of them are dry Smoking dirty cigarrettes just to spend a while Broken pieces, piece by piece filled with stains and broken shells Washed out from the inside look i stay away Cuz' you don't even have to choose I don't need reasons I don't need you Cuz' everybody's got their vice And if they don't well that's fucked up Cuz' you don't even have to choose I don't need reasons I don't need you Cuz everybodys got their vice and if they dont well that aint right Cuz everybodys got their vice and if they dont well thats fucked up