They sit alone in a bedroom basement They're comfortable in their ruination She's so lost and so is he I'm finding it kind of beautiful how they...
He needs the attention to feel alive She needs the affection to feel alright I see through your grimey bullshit Give me the gun, I've got your name on a bullet
What could go wrong? What could go wrong? When loyalty doesn't mean a thing And to me that's fine by all means I think it's beautiful how they bleed
This is me at the edge of my seat No second wind, I never forgot to breathe You've got to live the way I live You didn't see the things I did How the fuck do you not feel divided?
He feeds off infection, he can't sleep at night She crawls in her own skin, consumed by lies In a petty, putrid moment I'm reminded that silence is golden
What could go wrong? What could go wrong? When loyalty doesn't mean a thing And to me that's fine by all means I think it's beautiful how they bleed
They sit alone in a bedroom basement
In a maelstrom of discord and spite I lose my composure, throw morals aside Who kept it real when you were living lies? Who was by your side when your father died?
What could go wrong? What could go wrong? When loyalty doesn't mean a thing And to me that's fine by all means What could go wrong? What could go wrong? When loyalty doesn't mean a thing And to me that's fine by all means I think it's beautiful how they bleed