the flashlights and echoes paint your suicide they say that you had a name we talked, you were fit to die on your own again
never take it any more, you say and you're never going to play again never take it any more, you say and you're never going to play again only i could see it in her eyes
and you wait, like you've waited all your life a modern waste of modern time we could ruin you welcome to your private life
wide-eyed on mother's medication they always asked for more heartbreak stilletos cut like razors on a mannequin
never take it any more, you say and you're never going to play again never take it any more, you say and you're never going to play again and you just see the whites of her eyes
and you wait, like you've waited all your life a modern waste of modern time we could ruin you welcome to your private life
and they took it all away outlived all the dreams you would die for save this queen, they think she's an idol
and you wait, like you've waited all your life for such a beautiful decline a wasted youth, wasted you and your private life
Compositores: Theo David Hutchcraft, Adam David Anderson (Hurts), Joe Andre Cross (Cross Joe) ECAD: Obra #4779874