Stare me down, shake me up for you only live once
spoil me, turn me special. no one likes a bad sport.
i concluded long ago that your wires had been cut
and that's a flaw
I scratched the metal, and it cut me back
where are the morals and the thanks?
and all the blankets of angst and promise
wrap themselves around my head
Chorus:
When you're speaking, don't hold your tongue
'cause the population likes to hear what you say
and while you're livin', don't hold your breathe
'cause the door will only stay open for so long
but when you're walkin' be careful who you step on
then have the audacity to look to the bottoms of your shoes
To avoid piercing sighs, keep your eyes straight ahead.
burn me, cut me open. can't afford to be late.
I grind my coffee at midnight
and it waits for you there in styrofoam
The clock is crying; he doesn't know when.
but it's okay 'cause the sun's still up.
your stares turn to the other direction
and ice heats up and heartbeats melt
Chorus
{to look to the bottoms of your} shoes
and when they break, guess who'll be watchin'
guess who'll be markin' their words
and when i break, i won't be askin', no.
i won't be askin'.
stare me down, shake me up for you only live once.
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