That thing we live for It doesn't exist That thing we work towards It never happens Maybe when we're dead, we'll get respect Maybe when we're dead, we can finally collect You are the one Who built this hell in my heart I love you the same We turned everything off I'll keep you to myself We're just having fun We're not addicted And it's just forty bucks No one could kill themselves on that Cut it in half and let's save the rest Cut it again then we'll go to bed Finish it off and then we can go in on another You are the one Who built this hell in my heart I love you the same We turned everything off I prefer you this way I love you the same We pawned everything And I want a love that's drained of color You didn't know what color was I want you this way We shut everyone out A little world of our own I want you to stay We turned everything off