I've been nothing but mechanicall Be worry as for why I do alright Just a hundred rusted gears And I through endless nights
If you're thinking of articulating Won't you break it to me slowly? Feeling lonely when you're right Beside me every night
Oh, everybody goes their separate ways I know you've always known Oh, everybody likes to think that They won't fall apart
We couldn't be together I just want you to know Everything ending better off Than we could have hoped If your memory's fading Don't forget that we wrote This happy ending
You made it fun to wear black again You give me a taught to laugh It was all worth wait A couple years and a half Most would kill for a taste And some would die to have This happy ending
It's no surprise she became indecisive With everybody second guessing everyday She's been the victim of her own chaotic way
Her family portrait is a sight unrivaled A hundred faces bear The tears to wet the paint She's been the victim of her own chaotic way
Don't be the embodiment of the naive Put on a darker shade Of you're all dead to me You've been the victim Of your own chaotic way
We couldn't be together I just want you to know Everything ending better off Than we could have hoped If your memory's fading Don't forget that we wrote This happy ending
You made it fun to wear black again You give me a taught to laugh It was all worth wait A couple years and a half Most would kill for a taste And some would die to have This happy ending
Why is it I don't love her? Months and miles waste away This whole time I've been in The wrong the lane
This isn't all about her Passion has me laboring Forever on an endless daydream
Girl you look so pale Breathe in new farewells
Oh, everybody goes their separate ways I know you've always known Oh, everybody likes to think that They won't fall apart
We couldn't be together I just want you to know Everything ending better off Than we could have hoped If your memory's fading Don't forget that we wrote This happy ending
You made it fun to wear black again You give me a taught to laugh It was all worth wait A couple years and a half Most would kill for a taste And some would die to have This happy ending
This happy ending
Compositor: Bret Liber (Young Medicine) ECAD: Obra #23439691