If the Suspense Doesn't Kill Us, Something Else Will

You've never looked so picture perfect, but I'm an open book now

Every white page will be turned to grey

And every second spent was worth it

We have the scars to show that

What a way to end a perfect day

You never seem to change

And maybe one day you'll be happy

We can remove those scars

And fill each others hearts with bliss

Or you'll die alone! With a gun in hand!

A rifle to your head! And I'll find you there!

(I can't come down, too far gone to be found)

You've never looked so picture perfect, but I'm an open book now

Every white page will be turned to grey

And every second spent was worth it

We have the scars to show that

What a way to end a perfect day

You never seem to change

Let me know when you're awake, so I can lift your damaged grace

I'll be there to hold on to

Pretend your arms are wings...

You've never looked so picture perfect, but I'm an open book now

Every white page will be turned to grey

And every second spent was worth it

We have the scars to show that

What a way to end a perfect day