stuck in between the low life's paradise and the american dream I feed the beast cause my pain is joy and in my cage I'm free
if all you see now is the sunshine baby you should know that I'm a dark, dark soul and you won't get what you see
stuck in the trenches fighting my war these love letters you get, you want more this is my way my way to cope with my sweet little tragedy called hope
I sometimes wonder what it is that you see in me if you really wanna be my drama queen if you would really let me be your suicide king with our broken hearts, our battle scars our silent sufferings
I'm sorry baby if this is too much i'm sorry i'm sorry if it's not enough i'm sorry my love if you feel alone i'm sorry i'm sorry if you don't
call me crazy tie me to a tree send me to the looney bin put me in a straight jacket throw away the key leave me with my sins
just don't ever take away from me my sweet little tragedy just don't ever take away from me my sweet little tragedy