columbiner baby

She was a small town girl
And you were just
A ghost town hero
In some fake ass world
Where no one knew
Your real first name
Could have been the next mass shooter
But you got no aim
You would move where the crowd goes
Try your best to not show
The bullet proof vest under
Your Calvin Klein polo
Lost all feeling
Give me one reason
Cause everything gets easy when
You stop believing

Guys like you
Should have died in war
So we're crashing our cars
By the reservoir
You lose control
On that final turn
Cause when something catches fire
You best let it burn
And on the stereo
We'll play Debussy
Plays for the beauty
Giving em a show like
An American movie
Eat your hearts out
Sight your exit route
And add another number to
The mother fucking death count

Tell me how this ends
Hey where's your head
What's left won't last
Just know that
I'm still tangled through
Where you're running to
You could live a thousand lives
And I'll still haunt you