Facing Down the Heat

It could be easy, and you don't need a reason Its nights like these that you can outrace the feelings And rid yourself of shame And just like television, you hear your mother screaming Told her how you felt and now she gets the meaning And all you left her was Razorblades, and microfiche Self-fulfilling prophecies Raise the glass and watch me bleed Watch me facing down the heat While she loves me While she loves me Your wanting is faceless Your whole life is nameless Hollywood scandals and national anthems And ain't that just a shame So you bottle a message 'To those that should read this I lost all the magic in everyday living' And all I left you was Christian rock, pornography Suicidal tendencies I'll be gone, and you'll be free I'll be facing down the heat While she loves me While she loves me