This isn't a test, but you have all the answers.
This isn't a dream, but you need to wake up.
This isn't a toy. It's my heart, and it's breaking.
You know that I'm yours, so just tell me you're mine.
This is my last cigarette, and I'm running out of time.

A crooked, winding path that leads me slowly to my fate
A journey of both bliss and pain that ends up at a gate
In my travels down this road I have made many foes and friends
And I've wondered endlessly who'd be beside me at the end

I'm cursed when love tears me apart
I'm bruised and covered up in scars
I'm cursed because I fall too hard
I'll never have a brand new start

Maybe one day we'll know exactly why it took so long
Why we kept on loving them when they all told us we were wrong
Why the people in our lives all tossed us out like broken toys
Why we searched but didn't find a thing amidst the crowds and noise

We're cursed when love tears us apart
We're bruised and covered up in scars
We're cursed because we fall too hard
We're all alone out in the dark

One day, my friend, the universe will greet us at death's door
And on that day we'll know why it was so **** hard before
To learn to live with doubt, with grief, with anguish, without love
Feeling everything at once as if the volume was turned up

We're blessed when it tears us apart
We're beautiful despite our scars
We're blessed when we fall way too hard
We made the most of each beat of our hearts

And at the end of everything, when we depart this earthly plane
And our souls forget the feelings of heartbreak and of pain
I'll be waiting on the other side, for better or for worse
To greet you with the stars, unless of course, you get there first

There are no second chances.
This world is not our home.
Our life is just a road we're on...
The destination is unknown.

Paint my smile on at night, and it's smeared off by dawn
Need to set all this right just so I can move on
These things that I love, they aren't letting me breathe
Don't need a sign from above, I'll just pack up and leave

I used to think maybe I'd wait and he'd show
Taught myself not to hate time for going so slow
Patience is nice, till it starts wearing thin
That's when biding your time starts tasting like sin

Fool me once, fool me twice, do me wrong, make me cry
Did you know this whole time I've been telling a lie?
I was never the victim, just a generous crook.
It was me using you. Oldest trick in the book.