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Fall down from the holes in the ceiling
Count the cracks in the wall as it's peeling
Peeling away
From you, from me

Your skin is becoming so distant
Distant like the books that I've read
Distant like the pages that I've torn from them

So I close my eyes so that I can't see it
'Cause I heard if you don't see it, then maybe you don't have to believe it
No, no
You don't have to believe it

And the first rule to making yourself better
Is making yourself feel younger
Putting yourself in your place
Realizing all your mistakes

So we went and drove around the town
Looking for a bystander
Or just a person to witness the execution
And make sure that they're all dead
Because my prophecy for everything
Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened
And that's the way I look at you and me

You mother, she'll be fine
Her sickness, it will heal in time
You can cross your name right off her will this time
Because she'd leave you nothing but old magazines
And a suitcase filled with things you can't pronounce
Things you never need

You'll wear his best shirt, his best necktie, or his best suit
The one he wore to that interview
And got himself that steady job

So we went and drove around the town
Looking for a bystander
Or just a person to witness the execution
And make sure that they're all dead
Because my prophecy for everything
Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened
And that's the way I look at you and me

Well, if you're feeling lost, then join the crowd
It's filled with idiots
And ones who have lost all faith in life
Ones who have lost all faith in love
We all go back to one
We all go back to nothing
Hey look, blue car will drive right into me

So we went and drove around the town
Looking for a bystander
Or just a person to witness the execution
And make sure that they're all dead
Because my prophecy for everything
Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened
And that's the way I look at you and me

Fall down from the holes in the ceiling
Count the cracks in the wall as it's peeling
Peeling away
From you, from me
From you, from me
Fall down from the holes in the ceiling   Count the cracks in the wall as it's peeling   Peeling away   From you, from me      Your skin is becoming so distant   Distant like the books that I've read   Distant like the pages that I've torn from them      So I close my eyes so that I can't see it   'Cause I heard if you don't see it, then maybe you don't have to believe it   No, no   You don't have to believe it      And the first rule to making yourself better   Is making yourself feel younger   Putting yourself in your place   Realizing all your mistakes      So we went and drove around the town   Looking for a bystander   Or just a person to witness the execution   And make sure that they're all dead   Because my prophecy for everything   Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened   And that's the way I look at you and me      You mother, she'll be fine   Her sickness, it will heal in time   You can cross your name right off her will this time   Because she'd leave you nothing but old magazines   And a suitcase filled with things you can't pronounce   Things you never need      You'll wear his best shirt, his best necktie, or his best suit   The one he wore to that interview   And got himself that steady job       So we went and drove around the town   Looking for a bystander   Or just a person to witness the execution   And make sure that they're all dead   Because my prophecy for everything   Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened   And that's the way I look at you and me      Well, if you're feeling lost, then join the crowd   It's filled with idiots   And ones who have lost all faith in life   Ones who have lost all faith in love   We all go back to one   We all go back to nothing   Hey look, blue car will drive right into me      So we went and drove around the town   Looking for a bystander   Or just a person to witness the execution   And make sure that they're all dead   Because my prophecy for everything   Is if you didn't really see it, then it never really happened   And that's the way I look at you and me      Fall down from the holes in the ceiling   Count the cracks in the wall as it's peeling   Peeling away   From you, from me   From you, from me