VERSE ONE:
and though i ran across the world, i ran off course
and though i said truths that hurt, the lies hurt more
and though i sold movie tickets quicker than minutes, it killed me behind the scenes
and though i could never understand: why you'd put your needs above someone else's,
why you would plead for help if it's unanswered
CHORUS:
the fire alarm rings from the strike of a match
i sing with poison in my words, "aren't you glad it hurts?"
i gave away my childhood
for a wish only partially granted
is this somewhat eccentric?
'romanticism of a new age,' they call it
VERSE TWO:
i gave away my childhood
i hope who's living it now will feel some kind of fulfillment
if this is the way to go about it
i'd rather be evicted on short notice
and though i know how to fake kindness, i'm better off without it
and though the world could use some more help, i've played out my fair share
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
this is a call for fury
can you hear me? can you cure me?
'cause i don't wish to fall asleep so easily
if i'll plunge into dreams for the death of me
i waited all my life for a perfect kiss
never once did i admit i'm not fit for it
these standards imposed by the world
they base perfection on what can't be met
(CHORUS)
