When my love for you dies
You'll come running back to me
Your clever disguise
Cast out in an endless sea
Your language implies
That there is still hope for me
I'd rather supply
The garbage of your empathy

When you're coming home
Will you be alone
Do you keep a gun in your bag
To kill the love that you had

The scars that you hide
Blame them for you killing me
They're asking you why
Give them drama ecstacy
Drop the weight off your back
You're still sinking into me
I wont let you in
Cry, my hearts not on sale again

Yea that's right, I want something to explode

I've been deaf, now I want noise