And so hold on, we've played this gamenWith all the same sick intentionsnnSweat drips from the floor to the ceilingnWhat's this unnatural thing?nStay still and just say it like a good girlnI'm going to say this just the oncenIt's a long way down from here to fallnIt's a long way down from here to fallnnAnd all your friends have been trialled for treason nCommiting crimes that were never definednnAnd I wrote a poem that descibes your perfect worldnI'm delicate with wordsnAnd I'll fix this and nurse it and kiss itnEvery mistake we made, reformed and replayednAnd I set these curtains up in flamesnIllusions lost but nothing's changednOnce tables turn then I become everything I hate about this worldnnDon't look down, don't!nnWhat's the point in living if you don't feel alive?nI think the problems started when I thought you were minenYou left your mask in the hands of the juggling clownnDon't look downnnOh-woah, no, oh no-woahnnYou left your mask in the hands of the juggling clownnDon't look downnDon't look downnYou left your mask in the hands of the juggling clownnDon't look downnDon't look downnnThroat slit from talkingnDry lips from lickingnI swear that I'll nurse this and fix and kiss itnWhen I put you together this puzzle will fitnAnd the damage will break and then I will mend itnPhone conversations are lasting a minutenTrust me, I'll fix this and nurse it and kiss itnThis itch on my finger scratching the triggernReading this backwards from end to beginningnnEvery mistake I ever made has been reformed and then replayed nAnd all your friends have been trialled for treason nCommitting crimes that were never definednEvery mistake I ever made has been reformed and then replayed nAnd all your friends have been trialled for treason nCommitting crimes that were never definednEvery mistake I ever made has been reformed and then replayed nAnd all your friends have been trialled for treason nCommitting crimes that were never definednEvery mistake I ever made has been reformed and then replayed nAnd all your friends have been trialled for treason nCommitting crimes that were never definednnAnd I wrote a poem that descibes your perfect worldnI'm delicate with wordsnAnd I'll fix this and nurse it and kiss itnEvery mistake we made, reformed and replayednAnd I set these curtains up in flamesnIllusions lost but nothing's changednOnce tables turn then I become everything I hate about this worldnnDon't look down, don't!nnAll your thoughts misplaced just keep your whispers locked awaynEvery mistake I ever made has been reformed and replayed