Bent out of shape
Her body moves
and pull the feeling from your face
Completely screwed
All out of style
Why can't you see there's so much
sadness in your smile
It's always you who has to
Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further
Always the same
Can't change your colours
or you'll look the other way
For a better view
The bitter taste
You broke the mould
that held you firmly in your place
And now it's you who has to
Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further
When every little step you take
Keep making the same mistake
Yeah
Burn faster
Cut deeper
Hit harder
Fall further