The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

Scream, "Auf Wiedersehen" Froze to death, my diamonds screaming RIP (they screaming RIP) Psych out, leave this place in flames (never) You couldn't pay me if you wanted, I'm a rockstar (rockstar) Just got a plaque for singing, mummy, I'm a popstar (a

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, 'Let me out' This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for

See me falling, yeah down and lonely Are the angles on their way, I'm in the dirt Hear me screaming, see me bleeding 'Cause the days no more the same without you Feel the sadness burning in my heart You left to early father love So many things I should

This love we have It's like we're out of bound And we're screaming from the rooftops Screaming till our heart stops And baby, the thoughts we have You really killing me This love we have

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pressure on people people on streets This is our last dance Under pressure Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de

Just as it was, baby Before the otherness came And I knew its name But your love was unmoved There is a roadway, muddy and foxgloved Never I'd had life enough My heart is screaming out And in a few days I would be there, love Ever here that's lived in me

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

The calamity makes it's way to the inside Ripping a hole through the air we breathe An apocalypse Encased in a shell, so beautiful I know we are feeling the same thing Spiral faster down Holding our breath now We're screaming without sound

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all