I can't leave with words like these 

They break the bones that hold up my sleeves 

I've got to tie her so high her breath freezes 

before she speaks, but this bus just won't go far enough 

So I'll strap my face to a homemade bomb and blow the bus stop through the parking lot 

We'll celebrate like we were free 



I know a place where we can both get laced 

Take some time to learn about your face 

about bawling and bell curves 

about strength from inhalers 

and I'll take the fifth and you can just sit 

and I'll watch from a distance while you open it 

This is how I will keep her..in pieces..she's a keeper 



And I'll be holding my breath with the best.. 

my breath with the best intentions 



This is not for me, your perfume struggles perfectly 

it wraps around and screams at me, 

"My hero tastes like plastic, he's elastic and now he's dead" [x2] 



My straight faced grin is the first to leave hand in hand with the queen of tragedy 

Why do I hurt just on purpose? 

I guess I lack a purpose.. 

So smile like a child sitting in the sea forget about what's in the water 

and just focus in on me I'll be the phantom of the opera 

I'll be the lantern you blow out first.. 



And I'll be holding my breath with the best.. 

my breath with the best intentions 



This is not for me, your perfume struggles perfectly 

it wraps around and screams at me, 

"My hero tastes like plastic, he's elastic and now he's dead" [x2] 



And I'll be the reason you'll leave this city..(This is not for me)