This is serious,
This is serious,
If this is serious
I'll hide my heart in dark parades.

The night is pouring down,
it's not enough to put this out,
i'll burn up before i wake up

The hate that rises
through the cracks in the pavement,
as the temperature falls.

Goodbye to the memories

They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.
that's where we hide
the love and lies and sex, on the radio.

Shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets
washed away by windshield wiper blades

They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio

If i keep holding my breath i'm going to disappear

Is this how it feels
when you dont even fit into your own skin?

When you say my name,
i want to split it from your lips
and hide like whispers in the rain.
when you say (when you say) my name (when you say it)
i want to stop it in your lungs
and collect all of your blood to put in the radio