Take it or leave it It's not the first time I've been down and out I'm getting real good at The build and the burn Take it from me You keep your cards held close Nobody wants to help the beggar They save their pennies for the wishing well Did you know that Frank Sinatra came from nothing I don't know why But I think of that sometimes And every time Are we The ugly things we do Or the light through the hotel curtain bleeding through Maybe We're the spaces in between The pause before the lie A moth on the window screen I thought that I was disgusted With the person I'd become but I'd never changed no No one ever does I just got used to The monster in the mirror Ignoring the flaws Early signs of a lost case Are we The ugly things we do Or the light from the hotel curtains bleeding through Are we The spaces in between The pause before the lie A moth on the window screen Did you know that Frank Sinatra came from nothing Fuck the Kennedys And every rich boy That ever filled his father's shoes Are we The ugly things we do Or the light through the hotel curtain bleeding through Are we The spaces in between The pause before the lie A moth on the window screen