Texty: Park. It Won't Snow Where You're Going. Your Latest Victim.

Throw me hard so I hit the concrete,
Scream words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.

Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been smiling all along
(Burnt out!)

(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
[x2]

Break me up so my heart is shattered,
Three words that you never did mean.
Even I can't stand this evidence,
It's clear, so clear.

Ringing in my ears won't stop,
And you've been laughing all along.
(Burnt out!)

(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
[x2]

I can sit in this room and breathe abused,
I can do without the warmth from you.
But your knifelike smile needs a victim,
Worth your while.

(Words are weakening)
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poise than perfect,
Not worth saving, only leaving.
[x2]

(A lonely victim)
I can do what stab wounds never do,
I can peal the skin back just for you, beautiful you.
Perfect, Pretty, Gutless, and Cute.