First things first, yeah, I know it's a bummerThat's right, I started with one, that turned into anotherYou know I won't fake it, or keep it undercoverAnd with it all out in the open, I can be me againBad, bad dreamsBad, bad dreams, well you think soBad, bad dreamsBad, bad dreams, well you think soBad, bad dreamsBad, bad dreams, well you think soBad, bad dreams, well you think soBad, bad dreamsBad, bad dreamsBad, bad dreamsWhat he thinksBadDrinks*Feeling like it's automatic, everything is so dramaticSilver screen and never see you for meIt's so cinematic, nothing's ever been so perfectHappy endings can be tragic as soon as it comes throughI can't even look at youYou got mad, I got drinksYou had some *, now I'm overWith my friend, making a drinkI don't know what the problem is, I don't think it's meFeeling like it's automatic, everything is so dramaticSilver screen and never see you for meIt's so cinematic, nothing's ever been so perfectHappy endings can be tragic as soon as it comes throughI don't know what the problem is, I don't think it's me