(Heavy, distorted guitar intro with a driving, mid-tempo drum beat Verse 1)
Another day, another line I draw inside my head
A list of all the brutal things that I would leave unsaid
You see a quiet surface, you think you understand
But there's a fucking riot that you couldn't command
You say you want the real me, you're begging me to share
But if I showed you everything, you'd run from me in fear
I'm scared of losing something, that much I'll admit
But it's not you, it's my own soul I'm saving from this shit.
(Chorus)
So here's to all the thoughts you'll never get to know
The devious plots I'm hiding just beneath the status quo
You talk about rejection, a love you think I've lost
But you can't even calculate what loving me would cost
So take your pretty picture, the one where he's the star
This ain't a lovelorn tragedy, it's a declaration of war.
(Verse 2)
My mind is always racing, a plumage-down display
To trap the twisted poetry that you would throw away
You call it “half morbid, half god,” a game of rope and knives
You’d faint if you saw the things that make me feel alive
You think that shirt you're wearing is "sexy" and so deep?
It's just another costume for the secrets that you keep
And God, what I would do to him is not what you would choose
It’s not about the pleasure, it's about lighting the fuse.
(Chorus)
So here's to all the thoughts you'll never get to know
The devious plots I'm hiding just beneath the status quo
You talk about rejection, a love you think I've lost
But you can't even calculate what loving me would cost
So take your pretty picture, the one where he's the star
This ain't a lovelorn tragedy, it's a declaration of war.
(Bridge)
You want to talk of sparks? That ghost of a fire's dead
It was just a flicker lighting up the lies inside my head
My heart is fucking pounding, a sweat is on my brow
But it's not for what I'm losing, it's for what I'm claiming now
My eyes are raw and burning, a half-eyed, knowing blink
I'm finally waking up from you, faster than you think.
(Guitar Solo - Aggressive, raw, and melodic, filled with bends and feedback Chorus)
So here's to all the thoughts you'll never get to know!
The devious plots I'm hiding just beneath the status quo!
You talk about rejection, a love you think I've lost!
But you can't even calculate what loving me would cost!
So take your pretty picture, the one where he's the star!
This ain't a lovelorn tragedy, it's a declaration of war!
(Outro)
For now, this is all I have?
No.
This is all you'll never get.
This isn't my sad memory.
It's your fucking eulogy.
(Single, sustained power chord that fades to feedback)
