Texty: Armchair Martian. Fired.

Fired from your better half like
fire smoking still
get enough to get it back like
standing out of bounds
you know that i'd wait forever
if i'd only last that long
i get so weak when we're together
stronger when you're gone
well i lost that smirking feeling
dead tired standing still
on the edge of feelin', on the edge i found

you know that i'd wait forever
if i'd only last that long
hanging on the strength of knowing
where they don't belong
well i lost that smirking feeling
dead tired standing still
on the edge of feelin', on the edge i found

i think you will survive, lucky when you die
well i think you will survive

i think you will survive, lucky when you die
die

well i don't mind that you lied
i don't mind, i don't mind
well i just can't believe it