Song Stories

No future, no future, no future for you!

'Cause England swings and they sure love the tales I bring And those rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the King

Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out had a heart of glass

In many ways, still miss the good old days

But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside

The Daily Mail says the enemy is among us

Not the best place, but there's diamonds in the mud

I never saw it as the start It's more a change of heart

"The distant echo Of faraway voices boarding faraway trains To take them home to The ones that they love and who love them forever..."

Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?

We were always hoping that, looking back You could always rely on a friend

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you