You're all the fucking same
Worthless,
And waiting for a savior that was there all along
You're all the same poison
With perfect lives and cruel intentions
A trail of blood

You've fucking built the skin

Give the paper something to talk about
Give the readers something to talk about
Saylor Lake's got a mean howl
Careful at night, better watch out!

Decorate her funeral with open wounds,
When the sorrow pours like water,
Down a cold and restless body
Slowly flows a river;

[x3] In the river we will gaze

You're all the fucking same
Worthless,
And waiting for a savior that was there all along
You're all the same poison
With perfect lives and cruel intentions
A trail of blood

Up the stairs, down the hall,
Into the bed she crawled
To place a panicked phone call,
But she was struck in the head with a blunt object

[x2]

Decorate her funeral with open wounds,
When the sorrow pours like water,
Down a cold and restless body

When everything's gone, it's quiet and we want nothing more