How the fuck are we supposed to know
When Im a monster, the way
You refuse to die?
How the fuck are we supposed to know
If were in love or if in were pain
Im a tightrope walker
Cant find my circus
And Im damaged beyond repair
Now youre just a coffin of a girl I knew
And Im buried in you
You never said Ill end up like this
Or so
You never said Ill end up like this
No
Sometimes I dream Im an exterminating angel
A traveling executioner from heaven
Sent to give you the prettiest death I know
Call the grave and make our reservations
You never said Ill end up like this
You never said Ill end up like this
No
You never said Ill end up like this
You never said Ill end up like this
No
You never said Ill end up like this
You never said Ill end up like this
No
Are we in love or are we in pain?
Are we in love or are we in pain?
Are we in love or are we in pain?
Are we in love or are we in pain?
Are we in love or are we in pain?
How the fuck are we supposed to know
When Im a monster, the way
You refuse to die?
How the fuck are we supposed to know
If were in love or if in were pain
Why is my wound a front door to you?
Am I my own shadow?
Why is my wound a front door to you?
Am I my own shadow?
Writer(s): Chris Alan Vrenna, Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White
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