(Verse 1) Forgot the sonnets, burned the tired rhymes Those pretty lies in their perfect, minted chimes This ain't that, no, this is the raw, the red A scream inside my freshly stupid, broken head I learned the grammar of your skin by night Believed the fiction that your eyes shone bright What a goddamn fool I was to think it true Now there's just this emptiness, this fucking view. (Pre-Chorus) And it feels like a palace built on a fault line crack Wearing a crown you gave me, never getting it back... (Chorus) FUCK LOVE! Fuck the high and the fall! FUCK LOVE! Tear down the goddamn walls! It's a beautiful lie, a slow disease Leaving me shaking on my knees! FUCK LOVE! Can you hear me scream? It's never the answer, it's just a bad dream! (Verse 2) Now your perfume's ghost is choking out the air Your silhouette's in every doorway, everywhere The future that we painted, vivid, bold, and new Is nothing but a handful of forgotten, fading blue And your "I'm sorry," that was soft and so polite The final, gentle switch that killed the light This ain't a clean break, baby, this is a mess A test of who I am under duress. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, it was a palace built on a fault line crack I was the king of nothing, never getting it back... (Chorus) FUCK LOVE! Fuck the high and the fall! FUCK LOVE! Tear down the goddamn walls! It's a beautiful lie, a slow disease Leaving me shaking on my knees! FUCK LOVE! Can you hear me scream? It's never the answer, it's just a bad dream! (Bridge) And all the hope... it whispers such pathetic lies Says "time will heal the place where comfort dies." Well, let it burn... let it be salt and stone... I'd rather be carved from ice and left alone... Than ever be that fool again, so blind... So willingly... catastrophically kind... (Chorus) FUCK LOVE! FUCK THE HIGH AND THE FALL! FUCK LOVE! TEAR DOWN THE GODDAMN WALLS! IT'S A BEAUTIFUL LIE, A SLOW DISEASE! LEAVING ME SHAKING ON MY KNEES! FUCK LOVE! CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAM?! IT'S NEVER THE ANSWER, IT'S JUST A BAD... DREAM! (Outro) So here's my vow... to the coming night... I'm taking back my armor... taking back my fight... My heart's a fist now... clenched and cold and sore... Don't you dare... don't you dare knock on that door... ...anymore.
