Happy tears fade fast
 Sad tears tend to last
 You've got your blood-stained heart
 In your nicotine-stained hands
 And your twenty-nine years
 Did not help you pass
 Oh, the roadkill, cheap thrill
 Obstacle filled path

 White lies, black dress
 Brightest of darkness
 You close your tearstained eyes
 To your sliver lined madness
 After twenty-nine years
 You might want to confess
 That we have made
 [bad word] up place
 That I can not erase

 Sing to me

 White lies, black heart
 Tearing us apart
 You breathe the frost-filled air
 From my lungs to your lungs
 After twenty-nine years
 How much more [bad word] 
 Now we have made
 [bad word] up place
 That I can not erase

 Sing to me

 Happy tears fade fast
 Sad tears tend to last
 You've got a sad, sad song
 And it's stuck in your aching head
 And your twenty-nine years
 Did not teach you that
 Changing melodies
 Will change your destiny at last
 Now, we have made
 [bad word] up place
 We're trying to erase
 Erase