Play Dead, Wear A Mask

Twice we washed our hands, made plans
Prescription pills are hard to swallow
Measure up the dosage
While your eyes turn into someone elses

The heat expells, the ice it melts
Maybe you were misinformed
The cancer isn't in your lungs
The heat expells, the ice it melts
Punching out the TV screen
Has shaken you from numb to bleeding

And there's nothing better than the sound of you spilling your guts
Across the bathroom tiles, we'll walk for miles
We'll walk this broken path, so bury me, bury me
Congratulations, I'll see you later
The hand ticks towards the tock, you won't find thirteen on the clock
I'll decorate my walls with your mistakes that you never thought you'd make
Play dead, wear a mask
Play dead and wear a mask

This is gonna hurt like a bitch
This is gonna hurt, yeah

And I'll be making headlines if they find the evidence
As I attempt to embrace my heart
And they fell silent, one by one
And we'll watch them burn, the letters fall
Maybe you were misinformed
The cancer isn't in your lungs

The way, along the way
The way, along the way

[some screaming]

Medication measured, read the books that we read
(Turn the page, turn the page, turn the page)

There's no false ideas, on where this path may lead us
Bury the photographs
Saying "sorry" like you mean it
This is gonna hurt like a bitch, and I mean it
And then you'll feel the sharpest something
With a fountain pen you stab me in the gut with
Let's be honest you deserve it
Let's be honest you deserve it
Let's be honest you deserve it
Let's be honest you deserve it

And we say... [screaming in the background]
And we say... [muffled vocals]