So we live in flame from my childhood home
We make a toast to being lonely
Cause it's better than drinking alone
And wash your hands of your cold company
Cause it's what we really need
I will be happy in knowing this means something
But you run home, all alone
So there's no fucking meaning at all
I backed out over and over and over
I backed out over and over and over
Over and over
There's a blood stain on my collar line
It reminds me why I'm hopeful
And I know it stinks sometimes
When I'm bleeding out I'm coloring
Your selfish doubt, I blacked it out
I backed out over and over and over
I backed out over and over and over
Over and over and over
Over and over
