am I just a sad song with nothing to say?

I'm so bored here. Not at home, or even in this city, but in life. Nothing seems interesting anymore. It's like I've worn out my welcome on earth. There's nothing to do anymore, and everyone's always pissed off at me. I hope this song gets interesting. I don't want to be one of those songs that you wait forever to get interesting and it's jut blah all the way through. I wanna be like Billie Jean or something. I need help. I need out. I need you. "Let's get drunk and drive around, and make peace with an empty town. We can make it right."

Strike three, you're out.

"Killing isn't the same as murder." I believed every lie you said. What was your point, did you even have one? You're so good at making me be(lie)ve this shit, and I'm so good at falling for it. But after you fall for long enough, you hit the ground ad that's as far as you can go. I'm full of your 'half-thruths' and 'little white lies'. "Best part of believe is the lie. I hope you sing along and you steal a line." Stop writing songs about me. I never even knew the real you.

Can you keep a secret?

We're a walking disaster. Walking the plank on a sinking ship. I love how much sense we fail to make. It has something to do with hapilly ever after. You're always so (un)serious. This is what you promised wouldn't happen. "When you're gone I will forget everything about you."

You keep calling and I keep hitting silence.

So tonight I'll light that cigarette and pretend to forget I ever loved you.

yes, of course I'm perfectly content.

Who am I kidding? I'm anything but. I never thought it'd end up like this. Who knew we'd fail at love. They knew, but we didn't listen. "This is true love." This was true love. Something we knew nothing about. Now I'm sitting here listening to your music blare. While you sit in there and listen to me cry. I've always hated Iron Maiden. We're perfectly unperfect. I still love the old us.

Lovely souls on chopping blocks.

We're just stomped on feet and busted lips that won't heal, and we're dying to get out and forget about our wounds. So tonight let's wreck this world and sever every tie with anyone here. Don't look back or you might just turn around. Right back where you started from. I've seen you in hell. It's time to get out.
Forget about, live without.
"They'll say it's not worth it, so we'll leave this town in ruins. Living like life's going out of style."

"That thing in your chest isn't beating, it's counting down."

You're dying with every breath you take. We're just living to make legacies and you're one breath away from being history. Inhale.Exhale. Stop.Rewind.Repeat. Back to reality. The buttons are broken on our remote. Won't be long nefore the credits role.