(Intro) (A loose, sloppy bass line plays alone. It sounds like a heartbeat.) ( Feedback screeches in... ) ( One, two, three, four! ) (Verse 1) (Gritty, palm-muted guitar chugging) I saw you leaning on the jukebox glass A ghost I thought I buried in the past Ten years gone in the blink of an eye You smiled at me and I wanted to die. Then I saw the glint, I saw the band A circle of gold on your left hand But you hid it in your pocket when you saw me stare Like you could pretend that it wasn’t there. (Pre-Chorus) (Guitar gets louder, faster strumming) You say you’re "separated" You say it’s "complicated" You say the papers are sitting on the desk God, this is gonna be a beautiful mess. (Chorus) (Full volume distorion - Heavy and loud) Now the ceiling is the floor and the sky is cracked! You’re moving forward but you’re pulling me back! You’re half-way married, you’re half-way free But you’re one hundred percent killing me! My world is spinning like a broken wheel I don’t know what’s fake and I don’t know what’s real! You’ve got a husband in the house, but you’ve got my heart! Tearing the seams of my brain apart! (Verse 2) (Bass and drums only - tense atmosphere) We went for a drink, just to "catch up" You’re staring at my lips, looking over your cup You say he moved out, or maybe he stayed? It changes with every game you play. I should run away, I should hit the door But I’m a glutton for the pain, begging for more You’re a forbidden fruit with a legal distinct I’m sinking in the quicksand, forgetting how to think. (Pre-Chorus) (Guitars slide back in) You say "It’s practically over" You say "I need a shoulder" You say the ink is dry but the judge is slow I know I should stop, but I can’t let go. (Chorus) (Explosive energy) Now the ceiling is the floor and the sky is cracked! You’re moving forward but you’re pulling me back! You’re half-way married, you’re half-way free But you’re one hundred percent killing me! My world is spinning like a broken wheel I don’t know what’s fake and I don’t know what’s real! You’ve got a husband in the house, but you’ve got my heart! Tearing the seams of my brain apart! (Bridge) (Tempo drops to half-time. Heavy, sludgy Grunge feel. Music feels like it's dragging underwater.) Limbo... We are dancing in limbo. He’s still got the name... But I’ve got the flame. Is it cheating if the love is dead? Is it cheating if it’s only in your head? Take the ring off. Or put the ring on. Just tell me... are you gone? (Guitar Solo) (Manic, high-pitched, dissonant notes. Sounds like a siren.) (Chorus) (Maximum speed/volume) THE CEILING IS THE FLOOR! THE SKY IS CRACKED! YOU’RE MOVING FORWARD, PULLING ME BACK! YOU’RE HALF-WAY MARRIED, HALF-WAY FREE! STOP KILLING ME! STOP KILLING ME! (Outro) (Drums crashing wildly, guitar feedbacking) Sign the papers! Or say goodbye! My world is upside down! (Vocals turn into a scream) UPSIDE DOOOWWWWWN! (Guitar unplugged sound. Silence.)
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