Turn away
If you could get me a link
Of gossip cause my lips are sick of talking
Call your best mate
Help her gather all her things
To bury me In all the bullshit dramaz,
My brother and my bandmates, still,
Laugh when I kiss you,
Cause the hardest part of this,
Is finding truth.

Don't turn away,
Cause I'm trainwreck just to see
Cause common sense has abandoned all my body,

All this agony,
Know that all I did was marry,
Babies slittin' wrists because they're emo,
But counting down the days to go.
Til we're divorcin'
And I just hope you know,

That if I say,
I'm wed today,
Sadly this is true,
Cause the hardest part of this,
Is I'm a loon...

Cause the hardest part of this,
Is finding truth.