She has glass heart,
and people think she’s great.
But see right through her,
think she’s gonna break.
A porcelain kid made of plastic thoughts,
in the box she slid,
with a smile full of fraud.
Beauty is pain, beauty is everything,
so starve yourself and have an affair with death.
For the night is drain; the night has lost its hamstring,
so calm yourself and drown with meth.
She’s looking at herself in the mirror,
no view has appeared.
Lights getting dimmer, like a sunflower starts to wither.
Standing in front of a soulless face,
a reflection of a spirit out of place.
It’s closing time,
so finish your whiskey or wine.
I see truth in distorted view,
the color’s blue and right there I knew,
that this is just another night of cool bottles and brews.
We fight so hard, break so bad.
This liquor is lame, I still feel the same.
A love that we’re chasing, is one heartbreak away.
Like riding a runaway train, treachery is the game.
Tell you to wreck it all,
coz I’m in your empire and I don’t want to fall.
Hold your tickets to our exit lines, drown with sorrow and hung with a vine.