Disasterology

I laid down, I drank the poison and then I passed the fuck out. Now, let me tell you about the good life. I have a million different kinds of fun. When I'm asleep and in a dream that I'm your only one. {He got drunk and started to tell stories to the girl. He has fallen for her and wants to be her only one.} Can we create something beautiful and destroy it? Nobody knows I dream about it. This is my imagination. {This will come later. I will tell you soon.}

If you come over tonight, we can travel through time. We can sleep on the ceiling and creep under black lights. I have a million different girls that hide under my bed. And when I let them out they treat me right. {He wants them to spend time together. He talks about his girls, aka blades, that he loves and is addicted to.} Oh, what a waste of a perfectly good, clean wrist. You were screaming till the police came. {She realizes she really does care about him and wants to be with him. The girl freaks because he self harms and has panic attacks. She freaks out and attempts to kill herself. He called the police and she cried the whole time.}

Can we create something beautiful and destroy it? Nobody knows I dream about it. This is my imagination. {Can God create a beautiful human being, and let society destroy it? I think the real meaning of this chorus is that we are created and we are beautiful, yet the world destroys it by its acts of cruelty.}

If every living thing dies alone, What am I doing here? If every living thing dies alone, What am I doing here? {He's practically alone. If everything that is alone dies, what is he doing on this Earth? He's contemplating suicide.}

If it's the end of the world. If it's the end of the world. You and me should spend the rest of it in love. {He's telling her that if its nearing the end (they're both going to kill themselves) they should be together when it happens.} Can we create something beautiful and destroy it? Nobody knows I dream about it, This is my imagination. If every living thing dies alone, What am I doing here? If every living thing dies alone, What am I doing here? What am I doing here? Oh, no. {He failed but the girl did not. She killed herself, but he failed. He's alone but still alive.}