Call ground control What goes up must come down You're my black hole What goes in won't come out I've lost control What goes up must come down You're my black hole What goes in won't come out You steal my thunder I always pay the price I'll be back in black and trade for you my life You pull me under Drown me in those poison eyes One more panic attack and you'll be my demise I'm a slave to you You're always on my mind I often wonder how you trick me with those alibis All I wanted was a taste of freedom All you want is just to drag me down Cold bars chain my body to the night So I bury it, bury it underground Try to channel your high spirits But I bottle it every single time Stop telling me, telling me I'm alright I'm a ticking bomb, you're the catalyst All my patient friends they've had enough of it I guess I'm better off without your forgiveness Said I'm done with you, yet here we are again I bring fifty but only get back ten We're getting closer to our ever-nearing end Oh Josephine... You'll be the death of me Held you in my arms to try and drown the sorrow An anchor laced with rust was dragging me down so low For every moment lost inside your bitter end Is every second guess at when should've been when I nearly lost it over you I almost tore myself in two There's nothing that I wouldn't do I'd bury it, bury it, bury it, bury it I'd bury it all for you