It's written in the bags under your eyes And written on the lines on the back of your hands You keep it in, folded up and I don't mind There is a secret we all share And I do not believe in God, but I believe in disrepair 'Cause I've seen it 'Cause I've seen it Watched it weave I've watched it weave through it all And the boys looked at me like I was crazy I stared through them like they were God Cut the rope and let 'em fall together Yeah the boys turn to me for an answer 'Cause I've seen it 'Cause I've seen it All that's left is the smoking gun Sing for me, I know you've got it in your lungs Breathe in, count to four Breathe out, count to ten Kiss the ground, you're upside down again And the boys looked at me like I was crazy I stared through them like they were God Cut the rope and let 'em fall together Yeah the boys turn to me for an answer 'Cause I've seen it 'Cause I've seen death I've seen it It's written in the bags under your eyes And written on the lines on the back of your hands You keep it in, folded up and I don't mind at all