It's okay to keep your make-up on
But the lights from the stage
Will just melt it off
Yeah you're not who I thought
You're just being you
Yeah I just didn't see
That point of view
I've been doing old time
For my past regrets
Doing old time
For my future friends
By the sounds of it, so have you
Never did feel a part
Of the things you do

Eight months in my head
Yeah that's nothing
Spent weeks
Guess I can't complain
cnd I've been up since 3
'Cause I can't feel my identity

cnd I think you got the wrong bag heading out
'Cause the door's too far
cnd the world's too loud

If you wanna make sense of the things I say
Just listen to me

cnd I don't understand
How I couldn't have hurt myself
You screamed for me
So I tried to help
I screamed back, cried
cnd wished ou well
Tried to go outside
But we're stuck in hell
Self hatred, lies
You stretched the truth
I'd rather die than be with you
I'd rather lie than touch that fruit
cnd I know outside I can't see you

I'd rather die than be with you
I'd rather lie than touch that fruit
cnd I know outside I can't see you

I know outside I can't see you
I know outside I can't see you

It's okay to keep your make-up on
But the lights from the stage
Will just melt it off
Yeah you're not who I thought
You're just being you
Yeah I just didn't see
That point of view
I've been doing old time
For my past regrets
Doing old time
For my future friends
By the sounds of it, so have you
Never did feel a part
Of the things you do

(Eight months in my head)
(Yeah that's nothing)
(Guess I can't complain)

(I'd rather die than be with you)
(I'd rather die than be with you)