The lights go out The world is cold We breath it in but what's it... Flat on the ground Or floating in space (Worth) I'll be in the bathroom snowing away (We are all imperfect) Don't you think that I worry About the consequences Cause I can and I will return To crash your stupid party Make nice get close (My home) And sleep upon your bed of roses Petals covering thorns beneath me You talk right at me Solely for the sake of words Now I see (See) You don't hear You speak I listen (To hear me) Thought it'd be given I am aware When absent From a thought The lights go out The world is cold We breath it in but what's it I know You're not bad It's my fault You couldn't help it but The thorns have grown into me Guess I'm sticking around Just for the record Just to keep the record clean (Clean) Just for the record Just to keep the records pure You know You're not bad You took hold You couldn't help it but You own the thorns in me (You're not bad) Guess you figured it out Just for the record Just to keep the records closed For the record Just to keep your conscience pure