Less Bright Eyes, More Deicide

Take the honest side
A gentleman would call it slanderous
It takes a man to cry
But I just put a brick through every bird's nest

Take me out to the parking lot, I'm fine
Flattery is dead, romance is next
You never wanted to touch me when I was worthless
Get it while I'm sick with this

White knuckle grip on the world
Well, I'm losing it, I'm losing it
I tried to love you, but I hate you all
I'm losing it all

Dreams are born to die
Squeaky wheels are supposed to rust
Hate and joy will vaporize
The numbers have been crunched, yes, we're all fucked

Take me out to the parking lot, I'm fine
Flattery is dead, romance is next
You never wanted to touch me when I was worthless
Get it while I'm sick with this

White knuckle grip on the world
Well, I'm losing it, I'm losing it
I tried to love you, but I hate you all
I'm losing it all

When half of this is real, I'll take lies
My fault you couldn't let me out on my own

White knuckle grip on the world
Well, I'm losing it, I'm losing it
I tried to love you, but I hate you all