Whatever makes you hate me Whatever makes you smile With every drop of blood, I'm commited to the fiction Of making you happy with yourself So come on, bring me down I won't fight back, I swear I'm attracted to sinking Release your sad, somber excuse Vexation cuts in the night You'll be the knife I'll play the role of the rope You'll be the knife
You'll be the knife How could you let this take the best of us? You just close your eyes We put the horizon to sleep, we'll be remembered for that We given death to oblivion And if I'd die for you, won't you suture my wounds? Snapped straight in half You let silence take the best of us I can't forget, I won't forget Capsizing the earth inside a pinhead A complicated scheme from poison nerves For this perversion of the truth I'll pacify The masochistic sound Of you not giving a fuck The masochistic sound Of you not giving a fuck ♪ Paper planes on fire Ink spilled all around the guts of the midnight desert I let my hatred go with the wind and come back With a lesson learned No epiphanies, no second chance Only calcified swarms of mute black stars Torch the skies ♪ How could you let this take the best of us? You just close your eyes We put the horizon to sleep, we'll be remembered for that We given death to oblivion And if I'd die for you, won't you suture my wounds? Snapped straight in half You let silence take the best of us ♪ No apologetic ground before your eyes A bitter touch of failure down my throat ♪ Down my throat