Lyrics:

We? re Hollywood stopping
As the same old song comes on a stereo
And I don? t feel a thing
Except your hands in mine
And it? s all or none, I am one
Who don? t believe in half hearted attempts
Oh, I? m taking this one serious, it? s serious
It? s the sound of a hand across your face, singin? like
It? s a sad place but where do I fit in, singin? like
I? m through with the words
I? m gonna start to live this out for you
And I don? t feel a thing
Except your hands in mine
And it? s all been done, we had fun
The time has come to state our best defense
Taking this one serious
It? s the sound of a hand across your face, singin? like
It? s a sad place but where do I fit in, singin? like
It? s a car of backseat drivers, where do I fit in, singin? like
A car of backseat drivers afraid to take the wheel, sing it back
It's serious
Either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall, singin' like
(Serious)
Either one of us takes the wheel or all of us take the fall, sing it back
(Serious)