This Is An Old Scene Songtext

cross out, this is the old scene
drop dead, last words i hear you breathe
alone, theres more room to scream
found out, the side you hid from me

but we hold on hope for a chance, for old heroes hometown grace,
and we sit, block out, breathe and pray, that you'll never show ur face.

sit down, you've had your turn to speak
you were, the flavour of the week