You cut me off, I lost my track
It’s not my fault, I’m a maniac
It’s not funny anymore, no it’s not
My heart is like a stallion
They love it more when it’s broken
Do you wanna feel beautiful?
Do you wanna?
You taste just like a brittle toothache
Wire me up and around and make me too fake
And I’ll swim inside your favourite shirt
While you’re still wearing it—now, does it hurt?
My esoteric youth’s breaking broken on your gaze
I’m surely unwise but I think I love that face
So let’s stay up early and get into trouble
Writing stupid songs to make weak hearts tremble
But this isn’t a sweet story, just another warning
On the back of a cigarette box, addicts and nicotine
Shove out all my oxygen and make me believe
That the dizziness is only a side effect of your kiss
I’m all fucked-up and high on your lows
But I’ll let you change your mind if you don’t let it go
You’re all fucked up and crashing down fast
But I’ll arrest it by the knifepoint just to make it last
Because you make me too endorphin reckless
And going for turbulence as my adrenaline amazes
The thrill of your tomorrow, slats set up for the kill
You hung me out to dry and held on to my life at will
But I’ll hold you against me like you’re my only crime
‘Cause I have forever to waste but I just don’t have the time
You taste like an existential crisis, you smell like baby stars
And I’d wear that fragrance everyday—do you mind going a bit too far?
I don’t know where you’re going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul?
I don’t know where I’m going, but
I don’t think I’m coming home
And I said, I’ll check in tomorrow if I don’t wake up dead
This is the road to ruin and we’re starting at the end…