Soundcheck

Soundcheck, I don't wanna lose your love Not when all we do is fit like a glove Can you pretend to not regret This kick and shove me to the fringe Of how to deal with it Soundcheck, I took you to the movies, oh Bad timing cause the underground had taken hold Of all the words I can't suspend For any diamond ring at all Not at all Hollywood's been calling I'm not answering Because I want to Well, you can comfort yourself you're just a gentle deceiver No cold-blooded killer, you just need a breather Get some snow in your hair, some blood in your cheeks Pack your things and give them your two weeks' But beware, because the lights look different from the front row The sound is different from the front row To push or pull out, it's hard to know Because that feedback's loud as hell and so persuasive Soundcheck, left me in a spiral now Lots of people won't remember I'm dead I can't pretend I could stomach that life of crime you led But that's okay It's nearly over