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I'll start this broken heart.
I'll fix it up so it will work again,
Better than before.
Then I'll star in a mystery,
A tragic tale of all that's yet to come.
Finger's crossed, there will be love.

But I get carried away,
With every day and every fantasy.
The deeper the wound,
The harder I swoon,
And wish that that was me.

So much to say,
But no words to convey,
The loneliness building with each passing day.
But I'm getting used to it.
You have to get used to it.

I'll devise the best disguise.
A brand new look and take them by surprise.
They'll never guess what's not inside.
I'll express myself with ease,
With confidence and character complete.
With fingers crossed they'll talk to me.

But I get carried away with every page in every magazine.
The cheaper the thrill,
The deeper I fill my head with blasphemy.

So much to say,
But no words to convey,
The loneliness building with each passing day.
But I'm getting used to it.
You have to get used to it.

I'll destroy this useless heart.
I'll fuck it up so it'll never beat again.
Not just for me but for anyone.

But I get carried away,
With every phrase and made up malady.
The longer I hide behind these lies,
The more I disintegrate.

There's so much to say,
But no words to convey,
The loneliness building with each passing day.
I'll never get used to it.
You just have to live with it.

Are you listening Javelina?
Every corner of the coast is still clear,
All dressed up with some medicine for luck.
How I hope that you're still here,
When I return.

Burning bridges is a form of suicide,
I saw the fire as a ghost of my life,
Passed me by and there is nowhere you can hide,
From the lessons or the lies you'll find out.

I'm so tired,
I've had enough.
If there is one thing I've learned,
YouÂ’ll always get burned,
But youÂ’ll never give it up.

Can we count on our conversations,
To restore us like energon cubes.
Made one wish for a permanent kiss,
That would echo through these bones like arsenic.
I can figure out the point of anything,
Just not as quick as I can mess up my life.
With all my dreams hooked to hospital machines.
I think, "Let's try redefining beautiful."

I'm so tired,
I've had enough.
If there is one thing I've learned,
YouÂ’ll always get burned,
But youÂ’ll never give it up.

This is the best that it will get.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, give it up, give it up).
This is the best that it will get.
(Yeah, yeah, give it up).

I can figure out the point of anything,
I can figure out the point of anything,
I can figure out the point of anything,
I can figure out the point of anything,
I can figure out the point of anything,
I can figure out the point of it.

I'm so tired,
I've had enough.
If there is one thing I've learned,
YouÂ’ll always get burned,
But youÂ’ll never give it up.