FACE THE ODDS 
(dear criminals) 
 [bad word] 
Be my host 
My home 
Why won’t you just face the odds 

I'm falling 
But I don’t want to catch you 
I never meant to be 
Be my arms 
Cause I’m to weak to be 
My arms 
Thinking we can fool the odds 

You can follow me in my dreams 
I’ll be your queen 
We’ll kill the king 
Fool and manufacture love 

One against a million 
Risk it all 
Kill the odds 
Till daylight troubles us, we fall 

Are you awake? 
I don’t want to break 
This dream of love I hate 
Covering our aches 
Heart is into shake 
Knowing this is fake 
I’ve got a place to hide in your mind and I’ll be fine 

If moments make you doubt 
Make you want to shout out [bad word] into fights 
Figuring it out 
Reaching for the light 
Mapping our routes out 
You’ve got a place to hide in my mind and you’ll be fine and… 

My nerves are bad tonight why don’t you stay with me 
What are you thinking of 
What thinking 
Don’t you speak 
My heart shrank 
Don’t wanna lose my time 
Your mind is blank 
Don’t ever waste my time 

While going far we are getting close 
We are going backwards 
Why don’t you try 
Don’t ever waste your time 
You never tried 
You never taste time 
When love’s a lie 
You shouldn’t ever lose your time 
 [bad word] 
But I don’t want to see you 
I never meant to be 
Be my home 
I never meant to be 
My home 
Why won’t you just feel the odds 

Im falling 
But I don’t want to catch you 
I never meant to be 
Be my arms 
But I’m to weak to be 
Be my arms 
Thinking we can fool the odds