An afore, little work is [bad word] 
And a heart raised by fools men if we want 
Well, you lied to me like it's never been done before 
Well, you lied to me 
You've lied to me 

And a face of confusion's overdone 
And the stars of my youth are all but done 
Well, you lied to me like it's never been done before 
Well, you lied to me 
You lied to me 

And spin your head around 
Be happy but profound; drowned for your 
And I ship it up to space 
Move it basically the same 

Walk with me  [bad word] me in my seat 
And whirl my insides 
Stay with me 
Sure I made mistakes 
Pull out my insides 

Like a face might offend that led you on 
And a heart full of worlds' made you numb 
Well, you lied to me like it's never been done before 
Well, you lied to me 
You lied to me 

Spin your head around 
Be happy but profound; drowned for your 
And I ship it up to space 
They're basically the same 

Walk with me  [bad word] me in my seat 
Whirl my insides 
Stay with me 
Sure I made mistakes 
Pull out my insides 

Do I need to hide anymore? 
Do I need to hide anymore? 
Do I need to hide anymore? 
Do I need to hide anymore? 

And walk with me  [bad word] me in my seat 
Whirl my insides 
Stay with me 
Sure I made mistakes 
Pull out my insides 
My insides 
My insides 
My insides 
My insides