(One, two, one two three)
I heard the albums;
I took note, of all necessities to be an artist
I closed my eyes;
I shut my snout, I clawed my arms up inside of the closet
I walked the path;
Lit by moon, and I swept my broom behind me

I changed my diet, I slept under stars
And my long hair still stained bloody
I start my songs, I stopped writing my thoughts
And I gave in to the big void
I knew some girl that broke my heart
And I love that sinking feeling

I lied to my friends, tell them I love to see them
Just to keep me away from me
I gave up my name, and potential fame
'Cause I did not dig on the irony
And it's like they always say
If you love something give it away!

But what are you supposed to do
When you love everything?
When you try to love everything
And it's like they always say
If you love something give it away!
But what are you supposed to do
When when you love everything?
When you try to love everything
When you try to love everything!