Whatever you need to tell yourself to get you through the night
Whatever you need to tell yourself I know you know deep down inside
That its your demons on the driver's side
You've been running 'round on empty
Think you got it made
Think the flames around the speed
Is your great escape
Your casket silhouette of love Lures me in to play
The shadows on the wall Are more real than you I say
You're tortured cool and hanging Like jesus wanting girls to pray
To make the hate stop banging In your head when nothing stays