Am I still your excuse to go get high?

Flatlined, coma induced in record time

If I go down in flames, then

What's the point of even trying?

To you, I'm drawn across this universe

For you, I'm tempted from my dreams and cursed

In a state of emergency, and I'm afraid it's getting worse

I'm running on empty

Will you armor me

For battle, I'm afraid

That all my veins and never-ending tragedies

Will bleed my heart empty

And scare your love away