Everything's spinning so outta control
Leaving bottles of liquor on the floor,
Nightmares are my support beams,
As I'm walking to the guillotine.

I never saw you for what you were,
Only for what you gave,
Then you crushed me into the ground,
So I'd fine myself home-bound.

Everlasting glowing eyes,
Holding onto me and my fortune,
Giving up every other right to mine,
Maybe you can be good.

I never saw you for what you were,
Only for what you gave,
Then you crushed me into the ground,
So I'd find myself home-bound