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