Dear
Mr. Gepetto: I hope this finds you well
I wrote this letter
'cause we miss you here in hell
And now I know it's hard when you don't know what to think
And every single smile is a thorn when you're waking up
You might try but you won't get by until you're crucified for all the
things you try to do
Well I don't care if you sink or swim
And I don't care how you hold it in
As long as you don't bother me with all the things I don't bother you with
And 9 times out of 10 you might be right
But what about that time you know you're wrong?
Keep singing that same song
And everybody smiles but they'll never get along
But everybody's going down tonight
We are the few that won't say nothing right
We are the footsteps fading into the night
I never wanted this, no one ever wanted this
But they gave it to me so I might as well be proud of it
And I don't know where we went wrong
All i know now is i got to do something right
So come clean
No one should have have to live with the things you've seen
But you're living anyway
Well I stop the car and put her in park
And I step outside (god I hate this part)
When I see what I saw what I thought was a lie; it was more
Than a chore I'm just doing what I need to get-
I don't care if you leave or stay
But we might as well split
Because it's not the same as it was
When we said our last goodbye
And if you want the truth: I was hoping one of us would
Pass away because it'd be much easier then
We could all get together and think about when
We were young we were dumb we were numb but in love
And I'm done so I'm sending out this letter today
But everybody's going down tonight
This has been the best night of my life
I could've lost my life
And I would've lost my mind
But now I'm fine and I find
That this has been the best night of my
This has been the best night of my
I still can't believe they had the heart to apologize
I could've lost my life
And I would've lost my mind
But now I'm fine and I find
That this has been the best night of my
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And as the day fades no one investigates
Nobody answers when she calls his name
Another victim, somewhere in a shallow grave
I want to hold her and tell her: it's not your fault
Na na na
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