Bad

It's getting bad, babe We're getting close I see that light that shines for me It calls out for my ghost Well, I'm turning off the light, babe I'm breaking out the candles I'm striking up a match now I'm opening the windows With that, I hear them say all those awful words to me Perfect or nothing Perfect or nothing Perfect or nothing Perfect or you don't get to leave It's getting bad, babe And it's only getting worse I see that light made just for me An apathetic thirst Well, I'm turning off the light, babe I'm breaking out the candles I'm striking up a match now I'm opening the windows With that, I hear them say all those awful words to me A sound to kill the king Bittersweet and deafening Perfect or nothing Perfect or nothing Perfect or nothing Perfect or you don't get to leave