Fame is crippling art It's cold, I said it I'll lay in bed and regret it A hate that is tearing me apart Feel you gripping my lungs Feel it ripping a hole in my chest Faith is a balancing card Up against the wind Balance time and we just want to relive A way back to the start I feel you lift me up again And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with Clearing the history of all that I was And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong Yeah, we have a history of coming undone I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong Faith is a balancing card Up against the wind Balance time and we just want to relive A way back to the start I feel you lift me up again And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with Clearing the history of all that I was And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong Yeah, we have a history of coming undone I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong Now we have a history of We have a history of We have a history of We have a history of coming undone