My Whispers Are Wildfire

I'm sick of this suburban dream Another Prom Queen crying in her ice cream We're just downtown overflow Rigging the building just to watch it blow Another B movie Macbeth We're apple biters not afraid of death We're Jane Grey and Charlemagne With the birds getting clean in last night's rain I'm gonna love you 'til the money runs out I'm gonna love you 'til wheels come off We're like electricity and water, like an airplane Crashing and the wind that caught her Three shots at the crow bar, another one two toke too far My whispers are wildfire My whispers are wildfire I got a job just to get paid My beating heart like a bright red cage Now nothing ever tastes good My rock n' roll doesn't roll like it should Blood boiling like a broken kettle My mind numb as machine gun metal You say I'm living in a kingdom state? Eating cold take out on a plastic plate? I'm gonna love you til the money runs out I'm gonna love you til wheels come off We're like electricity and water, like an airplane Crashing and the wind that caught her 3 shots at the crow bar, another one two toke too far My whispers are wildfire Bright lights flood the stage Ticketmaster in a main frame haze All sitting there like church mice Before an algorithm antichrist Who knows what to trust? There's bullet cases in the sawdust Sinking back to a suburban dream Why does the elevator make me scream? Why does the elevator make me scream?