We are happy, oh so happy
We are the remnants of what we use to know
And where the ? truly alive
We will never know
So pack your bags and lock the door
I never wanna see your face again
This is where it ends
Yeah the thing about secrets is,
They don't stay secrets for long
Now I have to ask you before you go...
Did the fire ? over your heart
Or was it the singer that tore you apart?
Have you ever found the sting of the mirror so sharp?
Is this love?
Is this what we are fighting for?
Don't try to break this tether
Even though it's cracked and withered
We live to fight another day
They say the good die young
Well, what's gonna happen to me
I can't believe we let it be this way
"Don't worry about a thing" she said,
"I won't waste another breath
On words that fall on deaf ears"
Do I have to ask again?
Did the fire ? over your heart
Or was it the singer that tore you apart?
Have you ever found the sting of the mirror so sharp?
Is this love?
Is this what we are fighting for?
They say the good die young
I don't want to think that's true
I wonder why I haven't
Perished with the rest of you
Its not a ?
It's a lie for love, that's unfair
Did the fire ? over your heart
Or was it the singer that tore you apart?
Have you ever found the sting of the mirror so sharp?
Is this love?
Is this what we are fighting for?