Above the city, above my grave, from a rooftop looking down. I've been asleep for four years but I'm waking up.
And if you'd found me dead on your floor with a stomach full of pills it wouldn't have made a difference anyway, cause I'm on the edge.
And if you told me it would stay this way I'd take two steps to send me anywhere but this place. A fall to the earth. Two steps could send me anywhere but this place, and fuck what you think you know about me.
And I feel like running. Like running away. Does everybody here have a bone to pick with me? I feel like running. Like running away. Does everybody here have a bone to pick with me?
And if you told me it would stay this way I'd take two steps to send me anywhere but this place. A fall to the earth. Two steps could send me anywhere but this place, and fuck what you think you know about me