So we live in flame from my childhood home We make a toast to being lonely Cause it's better than drinking alone And wash your hands of your cold company Cause it's what we really need I will be happy in knowing this means something But you run home, all alone So there's no fucking meaning at all I backed out over and over and over I backed out over and over and over Over and over There's a blood stain on my collar line It reminds me why I'm hopeful And I know it stinks sometimes When I'm bleeding out I'm coloring Your selfish doubt, I blacked it out I backed out over and over and over I backed out over and over and over Over and over and over Over and over