Alive

You told me you loved me While there's a bunch of blurry faces getting high on the couch And a heart attack on a song bleeding out from the radio We gotta get outta here With a broken guitar and a pocket full of pills If these walls could talk then you know that mine would be screaming And all the sad songs are the same And we're all getting high to pass the time And we're drinking our sins from our fingertips Just to try and look a little alive I know you're not looking But there's a taste in the mouth Thats a little less beautiful than you baby Than you baby We gotta get outta here Back to a place and a time where we're all fucked up And my friends are only my friends when it comes to the weekend And all the sad songs are the same And we're all getting high to pass the time And we're drinking our sins from our fingertips Just to try and look a little alive And all the sad songs are the same And we're all getting high to pass the time And we're drinking our sins from our fingertips Just to try and look a little alive