[Andy Fowler]
I've been watching you for some time
Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes

[Rye Beaumont]
No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
I'm scared
I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Your ocean eyes
Mind
Where's my mind

[Jack Duff]
Where's my mind

[Brooklyn Wyatt, with Sonny Robertson]
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I'd feel better
But now I got a bellyache

[Andy Fowler]
I'll sit and watch your car burn with the fire that you started in me
But you never came back to ask it out
Go ahead and watch my heart burn with the fire that you started in me
But I'll never let you back to put it out

[Rye Beaumont with Andy Fowler]
But I hope some day I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear

[Jack Duff]
You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
[Brooklyn Wyatt & Sonny Robertson]
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
One

[Andy Fowler]
Call me friend, but keep me closer
(Call me back)
And I'll call you when the party's over
Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own
And I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
Yeah, I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
Billie

[Sonny Robertson]
Step on the glass, staple your tongue (Ah)
Bury a friend, try to wake up (Ah-ah)
Cannibal class, killing the son (Ah)
Bury a friend, I wanna end me

[Jack Duff]
What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me?
What are you wondering? What do you know?
Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me?
When we all fall asleep, where do we go?
[Sonny Robertson]
White shirt now red, my bloody nose
Sleeping, you're on your tippy toes
Creeping around like no one knows
Think you're so criminal

[Rye Beaumont]
So you're a tough guy
Like-it-really-rough guy
Just-can't-get-enough guy
Chest-always-so-puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make-your-mama-sad type
Make-your-girlfriend-mad type
Might-seduce-your-dad type
I'm the bad guy