Cute graveyard Bury me there Forget who you are Burn my arms Reaching too hard Hiding the scars Close the door Forget where I'm from I'm crashing the car I'm aware I'm at war with myself And the bond that we share For all the money in the galaxy I can't accept their currency The currents crashing over me I remain to be proven wrong Cracked beneath the surface I agree that I deserve it And it's making me feel worthless That I'm repeatedly falling down I wonder why you'd hate yourself A borrowed book upon a shelf The poetry is lost on us We can read between the lines I know if it were up to me I would have done things differently I would die right after you And we could be buried in Forest Lawn Cute graveyard Bury me there Forget who you are Burn my arms Reaching too hard Hiding the scars Close the door Forget where I'm from I'm crashing the car I'm aware I'm at war with myself And the bond that we share