Twice we washed our hands, made plansnPrescription pills are hard to swallownMeasure up the dosagenWhile your eyes turn into someone elsesnnThe heat expells, the ice it meltsnMaybe you were misinformednThe cancer isn't in your lungsnThe heat expells, the ice it meltsnPunching out the TV screennHas shaken you from numb to bleedingnnAnd there's nothing better than the sound of you spilling your gutsnAcross the bathroom tiles, we'll walk for milesnWe'll walk this broken path, so bury me, bury menCongratulations, I'll see you laternThe hand ticks towards the tock, you won't find thirteen on the clocknI'll decorate my walls with your mistakes that you never thought you'd makenPlay dead, wear a masknPlay dead and wear a masknnThis is gonna hurt like a bitchnThis is gonna hurt, yeahnnAnd I'll be making headlines if they find the evidencenAs I attempt to embrace my heartnAnd they fell silent, one by onenAnd we'll watch them burn, the letters fallnMaybe you were misinformednThe cancer isn't in your lungsnnThe way, along the waynThe way, along the waynn[some screaming]nnMedication measured, read the books that we readn(Turn the page, turn the page, turn the page)nnThere's no false ideas, on where this path may lead usnBury the photographsnSaying sorry like you mean itnThis is gonna hurt like a bitch, and I mean itnAnd then you'll feel the sharpest somethingnWith a fountain pen you stab me in the gut withnLet's be honest you deserve itnLet's be honest you deserve itnLet's be honest you deserve itnLet's be honest you deserve itnnAnd we say... [screaming in the background]nAnd we say... [muffled vocals]