Intro : so much for medicines and healthy patients we've got a little bit of a situation now            i ride this gurnee towards my confession it's just another day in my sick profession i talk through my melodies but i never listen i'd rather spend all my time talking to you, talking to you oh i just wanna believe that were were made for something more than just what we can see this sickness keeps you coming back if you could see what i've seen then you'd believe in something ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep they haunt you in your sleep some call them enemies some call them lovers i keep a map of my heart under my covers i marked the spot where we buried our hearts in the earth we've all got stars in our eyes see how they burn see how they burn oh i just wanna believe that were were made for something more than just what we can see this sickness keeps you coming back if you could see what i've seen then you'd believe in something ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep in your sleep oh i just wanna believe that were were made for something more than just what we can see this sickness keeps you coming back if you could see what i've seen then you'd believe in something oh i just wanna believe that were were made for something oh i just wanna believe that were were made for something more than just what we can see this sickness keeps you coming back if you could see what i've seen then you'd believe in something ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep             in your sleep