Come Undone.

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I’m contemplating thinking about thinking
It’s so frustrated just get another drink in
Watch me come undone

They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum and I’m your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I’m not scared of dying, I just don’t want to
If I stopped lying, I’d just disappoint you
I come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
It’s a love song
Do another interview
Sign a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sign love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere

They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
If I ever hurt your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum and I’m your son
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I am scum
Love your son

You’ve gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song.