"Farewell heartless world
I'll send you a postcard burnt in the flames you've tried so hard to extinguish with the fear of failing
I'll write down everything I have learned and edit it down to a single word: LOVE.
For you I'm waiting, anticipating
Sparks will fly beneath the luna alight
Lazarus at Frankenstein's
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller
A little we die above the lesser light
For you I'm open wide
Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller
Top hats off to the return
Of the beat to lick a wound to
Cursed for some and blessed for a few
It doesn't have to make any sense at all
Come hither and we'll fall in love,