No love for the reason I curb stomp my ambition 'cause I know I'm green and I love to make a scene So I'll tune it out, oh Whatever that means I'm low but I'm fighting on a tightrope Lasting impressions that are gonna make me choke *Cough* I'm low and I'm overdosing on control Wait till you hit the ground I'm fucking over it now Do you feel it all twisted Dress it up until you break And though you wanna lose it all Convince yourself you can relate But maybe I'm too cold To hurry up and wait Yeah maybe I'm too cold I'm sick of your everyday Capsize the appealing Cut out the heart that steers you wrong Take aim at the sugar coated pain 'Cause it's always the second guessing depressing that's in the way I'm low but I'm fighting on a tightrope I'm low and I'm thinking about letting go Do you feel it all twisted Dress it up until you break And though you wanna lose it all Convince yourself you can relate Save yourself from the honesty While we lose ourselves to the death machine Get be cured and can't get clean Whatever that means Whatever that means But maybe I'm too cold To hurry up and wait Yeah maybe I'm too cold I'm sick of your everyday I'm low but I'm fighting on a tightrope I'm low and I'm thinking about letting go Yeah maybe I'm too cold To hurry up and wait