When I think back on this life 
I guess we were doing the best we could 
And to look at us from the outside 
I'm sure it seems somewhat romantic 
but when you've tasted excess 
Everything else tastes bland 
Yeah, we had everything to lose 
But we still lived like we were about to die 
After all, we were the [bad word] scouts of america 

I've begun evaporating 
Right before your eyes 
I just keep regurgitating 
My own demise 

I miss today I miss the past 
I miss my veins 'cause they've collapsed 
simple thought occurs to me 

I'm face down on the tracks 
The train [bad word] fast 
And it's not derailing 
It's not the first time 
And this won't be the last 
That my heart is failing 

As the blood [bad word] 
to my head 
And from my wrists 
I'm in love with all the things I know I should resist 

And all the times you said to me 
Your falling down ones destiny 
simple thought occurs to me 

I'm face down on the tracks 
The train [bad word] fast 
And you're right there waiting 
It's not the first time 
And this won't be the last 
That my heart is failing 

[Spoken] 
Like I was saying 
The look in the eyes of death 
Was intoxicating 
Taking it into our lungs 
Laughing at ourselves 
Where others would probably cry 
And more importantly 
I'm proud of this guy 
Staring face to face with the demons 
And not back down 
Takes a constitution that most people just don't have 
life gets soiled with , [bad word] and rock and roll 

I'm face down on the tracks 
The train [bad word] fast 
And it's not derailing 
It's not the first time 
And this won't be the last 
That my heart is failing 

I'm face down on the tracks 
The train [bad word] fast 
And you're right there waiting 
It's not the first time 
And this won't be the last 
That my heart is failing