Counterfeit

Cigarette burns on her dress
From all the cherries that she picked
And every conversation, hairs are being split
She talks with her mouth full, while they’re waiting for a turn
Can’t you learn all these lessons without a bridge to burn? (Burn)

One, two, three
Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll,
We’ll make it
One, two, three
Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll,
We’ll break it
One, two, three
Count with me and we’ll, we’ll, we’ll,
We’ll take it
Take it away

Gotta breathe deep
Gotta breathe it in
Sitting over thinking yet another thing
Gotta push it down
Push it down
Broken, feeling lonely
Even when you’re around
When you’re around
Around

Your pretty filtered photos
Can’t filter what you say
Honesty is getting harder
With all the games you play
Keep lying to the loyal
Keep fucking with their faith
One of these days
You’ll learn how royal
Royal is the pain

Gotta breathe deep
Gotta breathe it in
Sitting over thinking yet another thing
Gotta push it down
Push it down
Broken, feeling lonely
Even when you’re around
When you’re around
Around

Gotta breathe deep
Gotta breathe it in
Sitting over thinking yet another thing
Gotta push it down
Push it down
Broken, feeling lonely
Even when you’re around
When you’re around
Around

Just be careful picking up the pieces
Blood stained, broken, shattered little pieces
They’ll take you away
Take you away

Just be careful picking up the pieces
Blood stained, broken, shattered little pieces
They’ll take you away
Take you away

Just be careful picking up the pieces
Just be careful picking up the pieces
Just be careful picking up the pieces
They’ll take you
They’ll take you
They’ll take you
They’ll take you away