Wasn't the sex, wasn't the wise, metaphorical upward slide

Where the dizzy believe that the good was right, the mandate to stop 400 fights

With the pick me up and the throttled lies

Broke through the lines and tried to cry

Wasn't the plastic in the house the quit

The truth that made everybody sick, with the woman mistakes

And the heart of gold, everything is a little bit sold,

Wasn't the disciplined kid that melts, the white that told you what you felt,

But you know I can't live inside this war without our bed



Everybody's waiting for the return kid

Put it in your head, put it in your head



Section out will with state line lips

Put it in your head, put it in your head

Wasn't the TV with the li[ cracked skin,

Double ties inside the win, wasn't the leak in every man of law,

The idea that it's the death at fault

Now they can take you out and try to make a little life

Put it in your head, put it in your head

See the shotguns that look like time

Put it in your head, put it in your head

Wasn't the modern in the world of puke, the I could kill you if I looked like you

If you never believe you'll never be found the idea that our lives are round



Wasn't the nature within the call, the DJ that still seems too small,

With the battle of cum and the battle of skin,

The miles of love that won't ever win

Like spoken sex and all our fear, everyone does what they feel,

But you know that I can't live inside this war without our bed



Frightening lives for you and me frightening lives we'll burn the sea

Frightening lives all will leave frightening lives our deaths will sing