I listen to the worst music, and you know
I wanna capture you inside the songs I throw
Spitwads at the back of your head
Insisting on the dark of the dead
I'm pining to make it back to your embrace
I wanna slap the smile off your stupid face
Come on, chase me, you're it and I'm in for the long haul
You're it and I'm gonna crash or I'm gonna fall
I'm at your mercy but the mercy is mine
Laying the trail for you is **** divine
We're far, we're close, we're the hit before the overdose
We're drawing you in, again, now we're comatose
All or nothing, we're black or white or somewhere in between
We're Pleasantville, we're Brand New, we're Technicolor, Sheen
You make me dance, you make me dive
You make me feel so ******* alive
In the way a deer feels running from a bear
I live for the chase and I don't care
If I get my way, we'll be young forever
I always get my way, so never say never,
We'll fly three stars to the right and on til morning
and if you choose me, life will never be boring
Let go of your fears and let's sail
We've got eternity on this trail