The Cheap Bouquet
Stay young and at the top of our lungs
Our hands are free, our lives have just begun
It's getting dark, we should go back
But what's the use if what you love is what you have?
And I could die right now
For something beautiful to take me somewhere else
Oh, I, I try
But I can't calm down
As I drag myself along these severed hands
(These severed hands) are doing the very best they can
Gonna buy a cheap bouquet before it dies on the display
(Gonna break down) break down the better side of me (the better side of me)
Well, I know, I know (if I die young)
Then we can wake up screaming in your bed
And our lungs are begging us to calm down
And I scare myself with all that talk of severing
Doing the best or so it seems
You've been mistaken, your finger's on the scale
Burn like you never have before
Stop, drop, and roll don't work in hell
So what if I forget regret? So what if I? Oh
So what if I forget regret?
(So what if I? So what if I? So what if I? So what if I?)
I want you to know that I
That I've wrote this line a thousand times, yeah
Forget regret
(This must be the way it ends)
Calm down
As I drag myself along these severed hands
(These severed hands) are doing the very best they can
As I drive my car into the sea
(I taste you like a fucking) hammer through my teeth
(Will someone tell me what it means) to be alive?
It feels just like the feeling when you die
Oh, alright
I'm dead and I don't care if it's cold outside anymore
Come on
Let's have some fucking fun
Our hands are free, our lives have just begun
It's getting dark, we should go back
But what's the use if what you love is what you have?
And I could die right now
For something beautiful to take me somewhere else
Oh, I, I try
But I can't calm down
As I drag myself along these severed hands
(These severed hands) are doing the very best they can
Gonna buy a cheap bouquet before it dies on the display
(Gonna break down) break down the better side of me (the better side of me)
Well, I know, I know (if I die young)
Then we can wake up screaming in your bed
And our lungs are begging us to calm down
And I scare myself with all that talk of severing
Doing the best or so it seems
You've been mistaken, your finger's on the scale
Burn like you never have before
Stop, drop, and roll don't work in hell
So what if I forget regret? So what if I? Oh
So what if I forget regret?
(So what if I? So what if I? So what if I? So what if I?)
I want you to know that I
That I've wrote this line a thousand times, yeah
Forget regret
(This must be the way it ends)
Calm down
As I drag myself along these severed hands
(These severed hands) are doing the very best they can
As I drive my car into the sea
(I taste you like a fucking) hammer through my teeth
(Will someone tell me what it means) to be alive?
It feels just like the feeling when you die
Oh, alright
I'm dead and I don't care if it's cold outside anymore
Come on
Let's have some fucking fun
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Fuentes, Victor Fuentes
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