Mere Descendants

Verse 1
Walking down the streets of Dead Town
Looking for survivors
Unlike the other intellectuals
I'm a chosen decider

Used to love the way we gossiped
Our love couldn't be beat
Now you're looking stranger to me
Potential to hurt me

Chorus
Cause you were running 'round telling people that I don't need nobody
What kind of friend must you be to be in love
With the art of trickery?

Tears dried, mascara stains
Running in the pouring rain
What kind of drug do you think you can prescribe to me
To make me think sadistically like you?

Verse 2
Breathing turns to silent laughter
Crying turns to sobbing
Summer happily ever after
Of this love, you've robbed me

Chorus
Cause you were running 'round telling people that I don't need nobody
What kind of friend must you be to be in love
With the art of trickery?

Tears dried, mascara stains
Running in the pouring rain (ah)
What kind of drug do you think you can prescribe to me
To make me think sadistically like you?