And where'd you learn to fake itnAnd where'd you learn to take itnAnd where'd you learn to break itnnCause I've seen your facesnAnd I've seen you play deadnWhen will you get enoughnCause I've had enoughnnAnd I've had enoughnnYou fall down, you bring them downnYou followed the loss of soundnRight to your place in the groundnDon't follow, follow him down nnDon't let go, your daddy will be home soonnWhile your mom is making love in the other roomnAnd I don't know if I can hold on nnDon't lose hope nownCause the sound will let you drownnnDon't let go, your daddy will be home soonnWhile your mom is making love in the other roomnAnd I don't know if I can hold on nnNow you say that you're wanting to talknBut I don't know how to talk about lovenIn this moment my heart is feeling the lossnof everything I thought, everything I loved.nnWhy is love such a backwards diseasenIt plagues my mind with thoughts,nwith images I don't want to seenPlease don't leave me now.