𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐊𝐄˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

They say the life you got is what you make it; but I've starved myself in comfort for so long.

Oh you broke my heart again

It's like a car I can't un-crash

Homosexuality.

I don't know how but they found me!

I really did want to make a difference...and then I started giving pieces of myself away and I guess I gave away everything.

But I'll let you have what's mine if you just give me your time

It's in my heart and in my head, you can't take back the things you said

Blood money, blood money

Feelin' sick of myself. Think I'll try to be someone else.

I really did want to make a difference...and then I started giving pieces of myself away and I guess I gave away everything.

I'd swing from the gallows and wave

I'm only doing anything I want to do because I do it all the time

Despite everything, it's still you.

Choke yourself to sleep

I'd swing from the gallows and wave

Blood money, blood money

Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

They say the life you got is what you make it; but I've starved myself in comfort for so long.

Feelin' sick of myself. Think I'll try to be someone else.

Homosexuality.

Some things just cannot be fixed with sparkled tongues and politics

Are you tired of me yet?

To shreds, you say?

I am the knight.

I wouldn't hesitate to smile while you suffocate and die.

Lipstick, quick wit, with a dirty mouth

I wouldn't hesitate to smile while you suffocate and die.

Oh you never seem to notice that my heart beats for you. So I'll open you up and make yours beat for me too.

Surprised you can talk with that silver spoon in your mouth.

All this could've been avoided, all I wanted was to talk

I wanna listen to you whisper to me. I wanna watch bad American movies.

Go fly a kite until you're tangled in the hanging tree

Bet we're shattering the glass, or we're getting nowhere fast

That girl is like an architect and I am just a new invention.

Despite everything, it's still you.

It's like a car I can't un-crash

Now shut your dirty mouth

All the best people are crazy

Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead.

Give me something more than my wild imagination.

To shreds, you say?

Bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire.

If it's grief you need, here, take my spleen

To shreds, you say?

A sweet tooth for you.

Go fly a kite until you're tangled in the hanging tree

You've got the devil on your shoulder

All this could've been avoided, all I wanted was to talk

Are you tired of me yet?