can you disengage my mouth again?
this drive by eclipse we're in
halt another passionate war
that's what the shape of your lips are for

black out the shades of grey
a catastrophic way to stay
draw a line without an end
or break the heart of your best friend

as we play this routine game
my memory skips as we begin
i'm okay, no one's to blame
still the rounds go off inside my veins