bad news

nothing comes that easy ripped at the seams I'm yours

I'll wait at home with the lights off 4 in the morning of this

bad dreams have never come so easy ripped at the seams I'm yours

I'll wait at home with the lights on 4 in the mourning of death

I'm yours, so take me home when you say that I'm nothing I'm yours, so take it all when you say that I'm nothing

I felt it in my bones but I haven't made a choice yet my voice is faltering

I'll be your warmth until spring until I make this sacrifice this bloody offering

I'll listen I'll listen, now

I felt it in your arms that half-hearted embrace you gave my heart is shallowing

go out and break a leg and do what you are best at disappointing me

I'll listen I'll listen, now

it's alright I know things are bleak but don't forget that precious little girl who'd never let any man, or his designs influence the choices you make about your body

and it's alright that you don't feel the way that other people want you to but its your responsibility to make them feel so uncomfortable just living in their own skin

I don't live to serve your god

I broke down in 1985 took a knife to the stomach and nearly died

so when they tell you that your love is wrong and how you feel is against the law

then

I feel like I'm no one

and

I feel there's nothing to live for (×2)