Pretty Buildings

I will dive into my sleep

And I dream of the pretty buildings

Wonder what's she's doing now

And whether she's still living

Telegraph your point of view

And shepherd me from silence

Sitting in this fit of rage

I fall down from my pedestal

I don't wanna feel this low again

I ain't gonna steal your flame again

I dont wanna feel...

Cause you know it hurts like hell

So come out of the closet

Lets' talk about it

Cause you know it hurts like hell

Flowers bloom in harmony

And mix tapes from the 60's

Fueled by the LSD

He looks into his future

I don't wanna feel this low again

I ain't gonna steal your flame again

I dont wanna feel...

Cause you know it hurts like hell

So come out of the closet

Lets' talk about it

Cause you know it hurts like hell

Morning came and I was dead

Before I left for school

We paint the smiles onto our heads

And keep away from the animals

And you know it hurts like hell

So when you reach the top

Just throw yourself off

And you know it hurts like hell

That's you in a nutshell

That's you in a nutshell

And you know it hurts like hell

So come out of the closet

Let's talk about it

And you know it hurts like hell

That's you in a nutshell

That's you in a nutshell