And I've realized There's no right way to go So what if I'm a sinner I've got black spots on my liver And cancer grown on both my lungs We take everything we know About ourselves and put them in A diary in a fire ring Scrutiny below not me now I think I'm ready to go.
My eyelids are heavy, and the night's wearing on Your story's familiar, and your innocence is gone We'd burn like the morning then break like your heart Fall in love without warning just to fall back apart