Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

When I used to know you so well? How did we get here How did we get here? Well, I think I know Do you see what we've done? We're gonna make such fools of ourselves I think I know How can I decide what's right?

I sing soft and low Just like the moon Over the snow I hear icicles falling in the dark We're just like anyone else We just want a little bit Of sun for ourselves And a little bit of rain

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

And make them gold We will take the best parts of ourselves We are made up of our mistakes We are falling but not alone We are made of the smallest stars We are breathing and letting go Where to fall To stop us falling out of phase Can you tell me what

Life to lifeless Humanity cover me With the ashes of remembrance I will learn from this pain To eternity The cycle repeats I'll rebuild me There is no darkness without light to teach us of ourselves Death unfolds itself painfully

Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to survive? All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate Are the liberators here, do I hope or do I

Promiscuous makes an entrance Her mouth is full of questions Are we all brides to be Are we all designed to be confined Buy ourselves chastity belts and lock them Organize our lives and lose the key Our faces all resemble dying roses From trying to fix

Inside this dying world I can only imagine that wrath is being held out So there will be time for us to be redeemed But surely wrath is not being held out So that we may redeem ourselves For I've seen the madness Of those who died trying But is regret

We go fallin' off the wagon Got ourselves a real bad habit Girl, you got me actin' like an addict All messed up, no matter what You know I just gotta have it Even though it winds up tragic Tonight whatever happens, happens And tomorrow, we'll get back on