[INTRO — spoken, dry, rhythmic] Okay... Everybody wants a clean escape Nobody wants to clean up after [VERSE 1 — conversational, tightly rhythmic] I woke up late with the television screaming Somebody somewhere said we're all still leaving Twenty-seven notifications Twenty-seven tiny invitations to panic I put my shoes on, missed the doorway Hit my shoulder, cursed the frame There's a little blood across my knuckle There's a little pride I can't explain Everybody's selling something Everybody's got a plan Everybody's got a five-year answer For a question nobody asked And I know I know I'm supposed to slow down But the room gets louder When the music cuts out [CHORUS — huge, explosive] We're a beautiful disaster Running faster than we should We're a beautiful disaster Doing everything we said we wouldn't If the whole thing falls apart Let it fall apart tonight I don't need to own tomorrow I just need to feel alive We're a beautiful disaster And maybe that's alright [VERSE 2 — rhythmic, sardonic] I met a man with a laminated future Had a spreadsheet for his soul Said, "Everything is under control" Then the ceiling started dripping through the hole There's a girl dancing barefoot Like she's trying to outrun gravity She looked at me and started laughing Said, "You look like you could use a catastrophe" I said, "Baby, I've got plenty I've been saving them for years" She said, "Quit carrying your luggage Like somebody's checking tickets at the door" And I laughed She laughed The whole room started shaking For once nobody knew Exactly what we were pretending [CHORUS — bigger] We're a beautiful disaster Running faster than we should We're a beautiful disaster Doing everything we said we wouldn't If the whole thing falls apart Let it fall apart tonight I don't need to own tomorrow I just need to feel alive We're a beautiful disaster And maybe that's alright [BREAKDOWN — sparse, percussive] Look at us Perfect little problems With imperfect little solutions Everybody wants the answer Nobody wants the question Everybody wants the future Nobody wants to miss the present So turn it up Turn it up Turn it up [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK] [BRIDGE — suddenly intimate] Maybe I'm afraid of silence Maybe that's why I keep the engine running Maybe every road I've taken Was another way of saying I don't know where I'm going Maybe I don't need an answer Maybe I just need somebody Who can stand inside the wreckage And not immediately call it failure If you're here I'm here For one strange second Nothing needs fixing [BUILD — increasingly intense] Let the lights go wild Let the speakers shake Let the old mistakes Become the new mistakes Let the night get ugly Let the morning come We're not broken We're unfinished We're unfinished We're unfinished [FINAL CHORUS — explosive] We're a beautiful disaster Running faster than we should We're a beautiful disaster Doing everything we said we wouldn't If the whole thing falls apart Let it fall apart tonight I don't need to own tomorrow I just need to feel alive We're a beautiful disaster Beautiful disaster Beautiful disaster And maybe that's alright [OUTRO — fragmented, fading] Maybe that's alright Maybe that's alright I don't know where I'm going But I'm going I'm going I'm going
