These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now
They say we are what we are,
But we don't have to be.
I'm glad to hate you but I do it in the best way.
I'll be the watcher of the eternal flame,
I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams.
I'm gonna make it bend and break
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
In case god doesn't show
We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
At best, at best
And I can't stop until the whole word knows my name
Cause I was only born inside my dreams.