The show lights are bright we keep that dark [bad word] backstage
We make it all seem alright ‘cause we're of that age
It’s tons of ash trays, and tons of smoking carts
Tons of pain, I sliced my skin on a broken heart
But it’s all for art, it’s all for bad religion
It’s all for 3 second highs like it’s badminton
It’s all for bathrooms and hidden flasks and bags
It’s all for good girls who love the way we're acting bad
What doesn't kill us has hardly made us stronger
And every single hour that passes is feeling longer
The hour glass is pouring and the grains are getting smaller
The drinks [bad word] quicker, now I’m staring at all you
All of you, I’ll give you all of me
Smoke cloud above us looking like an autumn tree
It’s pretty colors, but black thoughts
Your hazel eyes, bloodshot
This Les Paul, your music notes
You never ever ever know when we're using though
Just feel my skin, lick the ink
Feel the high and kill the drink

Oh, girl let me smell that sweet whiskey breath
Throw me on the bed, and love me to death
Oh, girl how I love this sweet y mess
Throw me on the bed, and love me to death
Love me to death, love love me to death

How you feel, really how you feel
That’s the motto when you're taking all those pills for real
Find More lyrics at www [bad word] You need to slow down, life like a time lapse
All the [bad word] got [bad word] while the time past
And don’t ever try to tell me that I [bad word] need help
Ever since that I was young I lived my life without a seatbelt
In the middle of the ocean, while y'all was picking up seashells
And I’m still the same way but I ain’t giving out no details
The way I live, I always see [bad word] Doubt I’m at the gates by the time my [bad word] feet fail
California born but raised by a single female
And the way that I’ve been surfing guess I never got your email
Told me to stop, but I’ll never do it
All I needed was I love you swear I never knew it
Never felt the joy after all this pain, and all the pain killers washed away in all this rain
And all the rain seemed to fall down in one spot
Why am I the only one getting wet when we're all on top
Well here it goes, another shot
Maybe this one will get me to where my heart stops

Oh, girl let me smell that sweet whiskey breath
Throw me on the bed, and love me to death
Oh, girl how I love this sweet y mess
Throw me on the bed, and love me to death
Love me to death, love love me to death