It's okay if you fall,
The world's on fire; there's nowhere to go,
Falling down, a hundred miles an hour,
Thinking back, the final kiss goodbye.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see.
The falling man tries to come home,
In the empty room, she's all alone,
All the things he said, the things he'd done,
All he should have said and should have done.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see.
And you can't jump in the arms of God,
You can't jump, you have to fall.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see,
Now you're falling in the magazines; and you're halfway there, but you're nowhere in between.
The world's on fire; there's nowhere to go,
Falling down, a hundred miles an hour,
Thinking back, the final kiss goodbye.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see.
The falling man tries to come home,
In the empty room, she's all alone,
All the things he said, the things he'd done,
All he should have said and should have done.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see.
And you can't jump in the arms of God,
You can't jump, you have to fall.
Now you're falling in the magazines, with you life laid out for everyone to see,
Now you're falling in the magazines; and you're halfway there, but you're nowhere in between.