I wanna find peace in my own skin
In my own skin
Breathe out, breathe in

Thinking of your eyes,
Promises you gave
Promises you gave
We're doomed, not saved.

Now cut [bad word] Just cut [bad word] 
What the [bad word] am I s'posed to do
Choose a world over you
I'm afraid I'm just too small
I think I'd be no use at all.

Word's out, so how,
You're the sweetest cure
I never got to tell you.

Lost in the tide of  and death
Of  and death,
Your hair, your hair.

I want you again,
Courtesy of [bad word] Don't wanna be your friend
I wanna be a door,
Not a voyeur

Now cut [bad word] 
Just cut [bad word] 

What the [bad word] am I s'posed to be
Choose a world over me
Sitting pretty in my mess
On the phone I can't confess

Word's out, so how
You're the sweetest cure
I never got to tell you.

Word's out, so how
You're the sweetest cure
I never got to tell you.

My doll,
Pure heart
Turn the tables and
Push it out and watch me slowly break.

Sweetest cure,
I never got to taste.

Sweetest cure,
I'll never taste.