We are the center of a spectacle   We are the focus of our own lies   Tread the well-worn path to respectable   Abuse the promise of our pretty lives      We so often felt ourselves invincible   We drank and laughed, and challenged the very gods in the sky   Now, we've become invisible   Nothing left but the ashes of our pretty lives      These are the moments make our pretty lives   These are desires 'keep us down   Desperate, we drown, in all (but) the candles we light   These are the wishes to never be found   These are the wishes we never should've found.      There was   Holes in the armour come from our own knives   Punch-drunk, we stagger in the firelight of principle   And carry the ashes of our pretty lives.      [Alternate Chorus]      These are the moments make our pretty lives   These are desires 'keep us down   Desperate, we drown, in all the shame and all the lies   These are the wishes we never should've found.   These are the moments make our pretty lives   These are desires 'keep us down   Desperate we live, and desperate we die   These are the wishes we never should've found.