Why Do I Feel Like This Party's Over?

A conversation with my heart
tearing this mind to pieces.
A broken smile stretched too far
for anyone to believe in.
One of my closest friends
ending this murder scene.
Yep, this life is a wonderful thing
can't you see sarcasm is one of my specialties?

It'll all end soon
and it'll destroy everything in it's way.
Starting a whole new subject
can you stay with me?

I'm your greatest distraction
with a taste on the lips.
Just bring me love
with a chopped up mind.
Give me a fuck up
just so I can compare mine.
We're the ones everyone's talking about
with the fag in their lips.
The best and the worst
you and me.
Maybe if we work together
we can set straight all the world's uncertainties.

Press you lips
to this dirty stained wrist.
We're back seat to depression
setting the pace for destruction.
Pull this lip with your teeth
all we saw was hate and unholiness.
To us
love never really mattered.
Feelings rough as skin
abandoning the ones left in the air.
Pick up pieces to this crashed world
and maybe you can see us again.