It's the pretty things that try to
Steal my heart, they try to
Lead me astray like a
Spark in the dark
But when the spark fades
Where else will I start?
'Cause all my pretty things
Will fall apart
It's the pretty things that always
Drive me mad
They try to pull at the fray
And unravel in my wrath
But when the fringes settle
In this aftermath
All my pretty things
Will leave me sad
Temporary pleasure
From the things that cause me pain
Searching for an anchor
To hold my heart at bay
Screaming at the distance
And shouting at the rain
'Cause I've been chasing echos
Of a song I never sang
'Cause these
Pretty things are just
Memories and they
Reflect the beauty
That my heart longs to see
When the day is done
And the sun sets on me
These pretty things
Aren't what set me free
They're just echos of nostalgia
News from a foreign land
The longing of discontentment
For peace I've never had
They're just
Temporary pleasure
From the things that cause me pain
Searching for an anchor
To hold my heart at bay
I'm screaming at the distance
And trying to restart
'Cause all my pretty things
Will fall apart
All my pretty things
Will fall apart