we are the children who can't be saved

shadows settle on the place that you left
our minds are troubled by the emptiness
destroy the middle, it's a waste of time
from the perfect start to the finish line

and if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones
cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
the lovers that went wrong

we are the reckless
we are the wild youth
chasing visions of our futures
one day we'll reveal the truth
that one will die before he gets there

and if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
cause most of our feelings, they are dead and the are gone
we are setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home
it was a flood that wrecked this

well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette
a lifeless face that you'll soon forget
my eyes are damp from the words you left
ringing in my head, when you broke my chest

and if you're in love then you are the lucky one
cause most of us are bitter over someone
setting fire to our insides for fun
to distract our hearts from ever missing them
but I'm forever missing him

and you caused it