We had gay burglars break into our house last night...
They rearranged our furniture..

She was the competition
He was the game
And I lost

Its good to know that if I want attention
All I have to do is die

Alcohol and nervous wits
Razor blades and bloody wrists
Deceiving eyes trapped in lies
Can't escape their painful cries

I wasn't asking for the world

Cause your armed with hate and a hand gun
Girl, get in the car I'm riding shotgun

And I hope you know that I'm waiting

She wanted love
He wanted fun

Boys and mascara?
They both run

What's worth the prize is always worth the fight

Dream a little today
You can face reality tomorrow