One dried up beach bum on the sidewalk With a lonely twenty in his hand Should he use this money for his high or should he be a better man A pretty girl with out her make up With eyes the color of the sea But then she opens up her comment section and they don't agree Falling behind Nobody there to throw a line Falling behind Nobody warns you about hazardous bliss Or even shows you what's a swing and a miss Embrace the nightmares They're afraid of you too And greet your worst fears What's the worst they can do What's the worst they can do The kids with razors in their daydreams Prefer the pain over the lies Their smiling faces are just tear drops cuts and bruises in disguise Falling behind You wanna run but your half blind Falling behind Nobody warns you about hazardous bliss Or even shows you what's a swing and a miss Embrace the nightmares They're afraid of you too And greet your worst fears What's the worst they can do What's the worst they can do