Lyric

Tomorrow’s got that stupid grin

Tick tick ticking under my skin

I wake up late, the room looks wrong

Same old ceiling, same damn song

“I’m okay” God, what a boring lie

Future’s got its teeth in me

Pretty little catastrophe

Three, two, one there goes the floor

Fuck it, I don’t care anymore

Killing me, killing me

Tomorrow’s getting good at this

Red lights flicker in my head

All my sweetest dreams play dead

Not yet, not yet I’m still awake

Come a little closer, make me shake

Killing me, killing me

God, you almost make it fun

Monday left without a word

Tuesday made the whole thing worse

Wednesday wore my favorite dress

Thursday called it “happiness”

Friday’s drunk behind the wheel

Funny how the fake feels real

My shadow got home before me

Left the TV talking softly

Three, two, one the picture’s gone

Good, I hated that fucking song

Killing me, killing me

Sugar coated tragedy

Red lights flicker, green lights lie

Everybody looks alright

Not yet, not yet I’m still awake

Turn it louder till the speakers shake

Killing me, killing me

God, you almost make it fun

Mirror, mirror who’s that girl?

Mascara running, perfect curls

Battery stuck at ninety nine

Maybe that’s my lucky sign

Tick tick tick

Don’t tell me when

I know how this story ends

So

Pull the plug

Count to ten

Watch me start it up again

Killing me, killing me

I kinda like the emergency

If tomorrow swallows me

I’ll come back on a different beat

Not yet, not yet I’m still awake

Turn me louder till the whole thing breaks

Killing me, killing me

You’re getting pretty bad at this

Tick tock

Lip gloss

Cheap perfume

Tick tock

Headlights

2 A.M

Still alive

Tomorrow

You coming or what?

Killing me

Killing me

Yeah

I like it that way