Do your eyes glisten with rage and lose Does the night get the better of you Does your soul gloom over lose, or are you bulletproof You are a dying star, supernova, supernova May you ask to see my heart with my Composure, I hand it over, I hand it over Purple and black, red and blue Wait till your old and come back anew You were broken, you exploded, but you liked to feel the pain I feel every anonymity when you kiss, I just hope that when it's my turn you won't miss me You feel everything but never feel for tear Have you learned to eat almost every time you leave You are a dying star, supernova, supernova You ask to seem my heart with my Composure, I hand it over, I hand it over The heavy elements in you, hold it to the death What would you do, all the bruises Cause in the aftermath you still exist Cause in the aftermath you still exist You still exist