Breathe it in

And bleed it out

Because nobody is even there.

Breathe it in

And bleed it out

And just act like you don’t care.

That’s how you get to my heaven,

That’s how you get to my heaven.

And,

Pretty blue eyed boys are c o n t r o v e r s i a l, baby

There the aspirin for your pain and the cyanide in your drink.

Are you in love, are you in love?

(Isn’t love a painful bliss?)

Ambiguous and oh, darling, you’re so cryptic!

But I don’t do riddles, no, I don’t do riddles.

And I always miss the punch line of your jokes

Yet you say that I’m so aggravating with the prettiest smile.

Inconclusive and oh, honey, you’re so vague!

But I don’t do puzzles, no I don’t do puzzles.

They’re just not my thing.

So, what do you see?

Do you see two birds or just me?