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I should've tried to sing about anything else in the world but you
Do you wanna feel a little beautiful, baby?
The headline reads 'The man hangs, but the jury doesn't'
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me
I'm dying to tell you everything you wanna hear
I testify that if I die in my sleep, know that my life was just a killer dream
I've cried tears you'll never see, so **** you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be
Are you ready for another bad poem?
Baby, you were my picket fence
Better off as lovers and not the other way around
I was something they forgot to label fragile
We are the poisoned youth
I am just a human trying to avoid my certain doom
If I can live through this, I can do anything
'Cause tonight it's just fire alarms and losing you
We need umbrellas on the inside
These words are all I have so I'll write them
I just got too lonely
I confessed to you, riding shotgun, underneath the purple skies
A lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic?
If I don't make it on the list, could you slip me a wristband?
I thought I loved you, but it was just how you looked in the light
And when your stitch comes loose, I wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz and stuffing that comes out of you
Say my name and his in the same breath
I didn't come for a fight, but I will fight to the end
They say we are what we are, but we don't have to be
The ringing in my ears gets violent
I thought of angels choking on their halos
Be careful making wishes in the dark; can't be sure when they'll hit their mark
I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare
The ribbon on my wrist says 'Do not open before Christmas'
You say 'please don't ever change' but you don't like me the way I am
Put on your war paint
Did you trip down the twelve steps into Malibu?
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I need a new partner in crime and you just shrug
I want these words to make things right, but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
Sometimes I want to quit this all and become an accountant now
All the kids who screamed 'we weren't the same' in sweaty rooms, doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
I became such a strange shape from trying to fit in
All I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed the one who gave up on you
Oops, I did it again, I forgot what I was losing my mind about
Came back with flags on coffins and said 'We won, oh, we won'
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