Inside my mouth i can hear all the voices say do not lean over the ledge i shouldn't look down and i shouldn't have found that your lips i still taste in my head raising my glass to the head of the class as she powers out steps one through ten i think i'll be fine if i'm covered in wine nice to hate you and love you again and see you again and see you again
weary and worn little monster is born tell me lies and i'll justify them desperate today and it's making me pay for that night for that kiss for your bed whoever dared to love someone out there i don't need a balloon and a pin the name of the game is outrunning the blame so i hate you and love you we're friends guess we'll be friends i guess we'll be friends