| Dirt in your fingernails | |
| Blood on your knees | |
| But did that ever make you happy? | |
| I think you were my best friend | |
| Gentle do not reprehend | |
| I know it hasn't been a dream | |
| But if you pardon, I will mend | |
| Drunk in a parking lot | |
| Just after three | |
| Tearin' out your hair like a banshee | |
| Lighter and a safety pin | |
| Light the end, burn the skin | |
| I'll stick to you forever | |
| Cause this scar I think is permanent | |
| Oh | |
| Falling off the edge with you | |
| Oh | |
| It was too good to be true | |
| Too good to be true | |
| Bite off your fingernails | |
| Cut up your skin | |
| Tell me that it didn't happen | |
| Running through the dark woods | |
| Fallen couldn't see straight | |
| I was only looking for a human to reciprocate | |
| Baby it's a black hole | |
| I need it to breathe | |
| But does it really make you happy? | |
| Kiss me with a big knife | |
| Bloody heart of paradise | |
| Living like a soldier | |
| Peace of mind must be nice | |
| Oh | |
| falling off the edge with you | |
| Oh | |
| it was too good to be true | |
| Too good to be true | |
| Thought I had won | |
| I thought I won til I lost | |
| And I, fixing my fall | |
| But for what cost? | |
| And I see your reflection when I look at mine | |
| And I say (I say, I say) | |
| Baby, don't go away | |
| Falling off the edge with you | |
| It was too good to be true | |
| Falling off the edge with you | |
| It was too good to be true | |
| Too good to be true |