conversation pulls me down, the silent voices speak up, run run run away, we're falling apart 'till half time, cover up with makeup in the the mirror, but i really really really don't like you, if i could be a surgeon, watch out superman, it won't hurt this much, where no-one remembers your face, watch me turn as i push away, you claim to know a thing or two about irony, i can't seem to face up the the facts, prey for me, sing a sad song, from the peeling paint on his bedroom walls, i'll dress in your skin and paint myself just like a whore, you better back your shit up,the face in the dark. shit why did i do that AHHH retrad!