Can't beat the best ones 
little closer maybe a bit too close 
You function you turn out 
flawless performance 

Turn your camera away from me 
Spill your guts in 8mm 
Put your focus where your mouth is 
You're the only one who's fading here 

Such holidays in the sun [bad word] without sacrifices 
You know it makes more sense 

I like the way you cry 
Break my heart and break my hands and let me down 
I want to snap your neck in two 
And leave you dead, so dead 

on and on and on and on and on (go)