Counterfeit

Cigarette burns on her dress From all the cherries that she picked And every conversation, hairs are being split She talks with her mouth full, while they’re waiting for a turn Can’t you learn all these lessons without a bridge to burn? (Burn) One, two, three Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll, We’ll make it One, two, three Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll, We’ll break it One, two, three Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll, We’ll take it Take it away Gotta breathe deep Gotta breathe it in Sitting over thinking yet another thing Gotta push it down Push it down Broken, feeling lonely Even when you’re around When you’re around Around Your pretty filtered photos Can’t filter what you say Honesty is getting harder With all the games you play Keep lying to the loyal Keep fucking with their faith One of these days You’ll learn how royal Royal is the pain Gotta breathe deep Gotta breathe it in Sitting over thinking yet another thing Gotta push it down Push it down Broken, feeling lonely Even when you’re around When you’re around Around Gotta breathe deep Gotta breathe it in Sitting over thinking yet another thing Gotta push it down Push it down Broken, feeling lonely Even when you’re around When you’re around Around Just be careful picking up the pieces Blood stained, broken, shattered little pieces They’ll take you away Take you away Just be careful picking up the pieces Blood stained, broken, shattered little pieces They’ll take you away Take you away Just be careful picking up the pieces Just be careful picking up the pieces Just be careful picking up the pieces They’ll take you They’ll take you They’ll take you They’ll take you away