Believe the Hype
Today I thought about it all
And I think that you owe me a sorry
Cough it up, yeah, make it count
I hope you feel so lost without me
And all these thoughts, they boil up
And I'm overflowing, yeah, I'm leaking
There's nowhere safe to pour them out
'Cause no one knows me, I'm your secret
And I must be out of my mind
Fall for it every time
And I will (I will) until I die (until I die)
I find solace in yearning for you now
And I mistake lust for passion
And I ride for pain
And I'll believe the hype
I try to stay 'cause I still need this
I've tried sober, I've tried drunk
I can't numb enough as I try to fix it
I call your bluff, you're not so tough
You used me up, don't get it twisted
And I've got others on my line, at least five
I use them all to distract me (all to distract me)
The show that you've been putting on
Is old and tired, you're overacting
And I must be out of my mind
Fall for it every time
And I will (I will) until I die (until I die)
I find solace in yearning for you now
And I mistake lust for passion
And I ride for pain
And I'll believe the hype
I try to stay 'cause I still need this
I'm so sorry for your stress
You've got a grieving heart and a heavy head
So you take it out on me instead
But I don't mind, I'm used to it
I've got a fetish for suffering
And then bleeding out for an audience
And I think that you owe me a sorry
Cough it up, yeah, make it count
I hope you feel so lost without me
And all these thoughts, they boil up
And I'm overflowing, yeah, I'm leaking
There's nowhere safe to pour them out
'Cause no one knows me, I'm your secret
And I must be out of my mind
Fall for it every time
And I will (I will) until I die (until I die)
I find solace in yearning for you now
And I mistake lust for passion
And I ride for pain
And I'll believe the hype
I try to stay 'cause I still need this
I've tried sober, I've tried drunk
I can't numb enough as I try to fix it
I call your bluff, you're not so tough
You used me up, don't get it twisted
And I've got others on my line, at least five
I use them all to distract me (all to distract me)
The show that you've been putting on
Is old and tired, you're overacting
And I must be out of my mind
Fall for it every time
And I will (I will) until I die (until I die)
I find solace in yearning for you now
And I mistake lust for passion
And I ride for pain
And I'll believe the hype
I try to stay 'cause I still need this
I'm so sorry for your stress
You've got a grieving heart and a heavy head
So you take it out on me instead
But I don't mind, I'm used to it
I've got a fetish for suffering
And then bleeding out for an audience
Credits
Writer(s): William Yip, Dennis Wilson, Andrew Slaymaker, Matthew Warner, Jonathan Simmons, Erik Petersen
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