It was the fourth of July you and I were fire, fire, fireworks You and I were I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know Where the bridges I have burned never really led home On the fourth of July That went off too soon And I miss you in

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside Hardly know my name But it's getting better by time I saw something in the mirror

You may take my eyes, but baby I'm not blind (Say you wanted to) Spiders in my head, spiders in my mind It all works out all right You know I'm gonna be all right I am the one you left for dead You are the bullet in my head And as you stand over my grave