I like her, I can't pick up three starsTill I give up what we need isTill I come up last weekLike you're too drunkSinking down the sheetsCovering when I bleedIs it bright in the field?Still can't work when I hate it meansThe upside of my brain is funThat's why I wish me luckI feel like I speak with colorsWhen you're on me it's turn to stutterThe people come and they changeIt's easy to pretendIt's you to die for your fakesAnd now I feel for the lamesThe people come and they changeIt's easy to pretendIt's you to die for your fakesAnd now I feel for the lamesIt's like a paperNo more laughterWell is it brighterWith the neons and the vipers?It's like a paperWith the neons and the vipers?It's like a paperNo more laughterWell is it brighterWith the neons and the vipers?Sinking down the sheetsCovering when I bleedIs it bright in the field?Still can't work when I hate it meansIt's a nightmare when they see meWake me up when you believe meIt's a nightmare when they see meWake me up when you're blindPeople come and they changeIt's easy to pretendI'd sooner die for your faceBut now I feel for the wavesPeople come and they changeIt's easy to pretendI'd sooner die for your faceBut now I feel for the wavesBut now I feel for the wavesBut now I feel for the wavesBut now I feel for the waves