Well I love these nervous breakdowns

And I love these new skins

And I love that you were brave enough
To sleep with all my friends



And I love these messy ends
And I love these new beginnings

And I love that you keep pounding
On this drum inside my head


And the once and future destiny

Of your self fulfilling prophesy

No longer the enemy
You accept it willingly



And all the demons are saints

And the saints I'll never trust

In the graveyard of my heart
So let's go kick over tombstones

In the graveyard of my heart