One dried up beach bum on the sidewalk
With a lonely twenty in his hand
Should he use this money for his high or should he be a better man
A pretty girl with out her make up
With eyes the color of the sea
But then she opens up her comment section and they don't agree
Falling behind
Nobody there to throw a line
Falling behind
Nobody warns you about hazardous bliss
Or even shows you what's a swing and a miss
Embrace the nightmares
They're afraid of you too
And greet your worst fears
What's the worst they can do
What's the worst they can do
The kids with razors in their daydreams
Prefer the pain over the lies
Their smiling faces are just tear drops cuts and bruises in disguise
Falling behind
You wanna run but your half blind
Falling behind
Nobody warns you about hazardous bliss
Or even shows you what's a swing and a miss
Embrace the nightmares
They're afraid of you too
And greet your worst fears
What's the worst they can do
What's the worst they can do