Come Undone (Progress Tour Live 2011)

So unimpressed but so in awe

Such a saint but such a whore

So self aware, so full of shit

So indecisive, so adamant

I'm contemplating, thinking about thinking

It's overrated, just get another drink and

Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street

I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep

If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet

Because I'm scum

And I'm your son

I come undone

I come undone

So rock 'n roll, so corporate suit

So damn ugly, so damn cute

So well-trained, so animal

So need-your-love, so fuck-you-all

I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to

If I stopped lying, I'd just disappoint you

I come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street

I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep

If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet

Because I'm scum

And I'm your son

I come undone

So write another ballad

Mix it on a Wednesday

Sell it on a Thursday

Buy a yacht by Saturday

It's a love song

A love song

Do another interview

Sing a bunch of lies

Tell about celebrities that I despise

And sing love songs

We sing love songs

So sincere

So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street

I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep

The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea

I've come undone

I am scum

Love your son

You've gotta love your son

You've gotta love your son