Shadows settle on the place, that you left. Our minds are troubled by the emptiness. Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time. From the perfect start to the finish line.
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky one. 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs. Setting fires to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong The lovers that went wrong.
We are the reckless, We are the wild youth Chasing visions of our futures One day we'll reveal the truth That one will die before she gets here.
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky one. 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone. We're setting fires to our insides for fun. Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home, It was a flood that wrecked this home.
And you caused it, And you caused it,
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette, A lifeless face that you'll soon forget, My eyes are damp from the words you left, Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest. Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
And if you're in love, you are the lucky one, 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone. We're setting fires to our insides for fun, To distract our hearts from ever missing them. But I'm forever missing her.