We're always chasing that paradise, paradise So, have another drink Have another drink, call me If this is what it takes If it's what it takes, baby Dream another dream 'Cause you're killing it, honey This is what we do to get by Oh and you lost all on

Every breath you take I watch you slip away You're slowly killing yourself I won't give in I gave you everything Would you stay and listen? I can't let you go, save me please I never thought we would end up like this If my heart could sing, would you

You're so beautiful, so unforgettable REPEAT CHORUS You saw me comin', you had my number But you don't want me, could you be dumber Your eyes are flashin', your lips are willing But I'm a patsy for the killing You think that I'd do most anything Love is

We're under the sheets and you're killing me Like all the boys before Like all the boys boys boys boys In our house made of paper, your words all over me Like all the boys before, like all the boys before We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe

Come, break me down Bury me, bury me What if I wanted to break What would you do? I am finished with you Look in my eyes You're killing me, killing me All I wanted was you Break me down

You hold your halo up with horns That's not an insult I don't know where to put my sorry's You're running laps around my mind How could you leave me on this tightrope? And I feel nothing when it storms You know you're killing me with silence You only

You are the thing that’s killing me Hungry for unworthy You are the undeserving No honor, no valor No fucking gratitude You are the wrong that I must right You're poisonous Now I’m here to bury thee The Devil is in the details

You're killing me, you're killing me Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream Put down the pen and look in my eyes We're in the waiting room and something ain't right All this is on you, we're over prescribed Doctor, your medicine, and your

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things

Let 'er rip, let it fly So if you're gonna say goodbye, don't take all day and night Come on baby, say it, do you think I'm gonna cry I ain't about to bawl, and I ain't gonna die I can tell there's something you don't wanna tell me It's killing you