Beautiful Things

Talk goes by and every day I throw up my pills cause they don't kill the pain The only thing that severs my chain Is hoping that someone might feel the same And advices I have only bring me to shame The blood on my hands only keeps me awake And the answer is gone but my question remains "Am I crazy or am I the only one who's sane?" Because I'm honestly happier when I'm sad When I'm alone at least I know that I have my friends And if the beautiful things come to an end At least I know that I'm not dead A living room made of broken glass I get older but I swear that time doesn't pass The only thing that caries me through Is hoping that someone is hurting too And advices I have are my only friends But they choke me until all my faith is dead The body I have only lasts till it's gone So after I die did I even exist at all? Because I'm honestly happier when I'm sad When I'm alone at least I know that I have my friends And if the beautiful things come to an end At least I know that I'm not dead And maybe some day when the stars are dead We'll fall in love with the earth again And maybe some day when the earth is dead We'll fall in love with ourselves again And maybe some day when the stars are dead We'll fall in love with the earth again And maybe some day when the earth is dead Well maybe we will wish that we'd done things better [x2] And maybe some day when the earth is dead We'll fall in love with ourselves again And we'll fall in love