I know you're scared to death.
Of your whole world collapsing. Caving in.
But I also know that you almost welcome it.
So we'll just keep chasing the Brightside.

And the images of the horrors you've met.
You've held on to them.
I know you used them to break your skin.
But we'll just keep on chasing the Brightside.

Life is what you'd expect:
Lies, lies, lies, and more broken promises.
And I know that your joy won't outweigh your disappointments.
But we'll just keep on chasing the Brightside.

So you're writing poetry.
Not with pen and paper but with your every breath.
And I know that you welcome death.
But we'll just keep on chasing the Brightside.

From the rooftops I will scream it.
For love and now death, I've wept.
And I know that I won't forget.
But for now, I'll just keep chasing the Brightside.

Mr brightside come back to make me smile,
I haven't seen you for a long time it's been a lengthy while.

Come light me up with your sunshine like the days when I felt free,
sitting by the river reading books under my favorite tree.

Mr brightside shine your warm light brightly,
lift this darkened mood even if it's just slightly.

Give me strength and courage to lift me from this state,
take away the sadness don't let me feel such hate.

Mr Brightside please save me from this torment,
let me live my life so i can appreciate the moment.