Come Undone

So self aware, so full of shit
Because I'm scum and I'm your son

And sing love songs

So write another ballad
You gotta love your son
So well-trained, so animal
So indecisive, so adamant

Buy a yacht by Sunday
So rock and roll, so corporate suit
Because I'm scum and I'm your son

I come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
We sing love songs
If I'd stop lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone
A love song
I am scum
Do another interview
Love your son
I am scum
Love your son

It's overrated, just get another drink and

If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Sing a bunch of lies
A young pretender and my crown's a broken seat
I come undone
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
So damn ugly, so damn cute
I come undone
I am scum
So sincere

Watch me come undone
So sincere
I'm not scared of dying
So need your love, so fuck you all
I just don't want to
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Tell about celebrities that I despise
I pray when I'm coming down you'll be asleep

You gotta love your son
Sell it on a Thursday
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's a love song
I am scum
Mix it on a Wednesday
I come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet