Super Secret Hidden Track - I Kill Cameron

I saw a star beneath the stairs Glowing through the melting walls Who will be the first to begin their fall? Or will we become one? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything? I saw a star beneath the stairs Glowing bright before descent And in the morning there is nothing left But what's inside of me Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything? And I don't want to die tonight, will you believe in me? And I don't want to fall into the light Will you wish upon, will you walk upon me? I don't want to die tonight Will you believe in me tonight? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything?

I've become acquainted with the maggots in the city We've got a lot in common and they love my open wounds I'm at heaven's gate feeling lust and deep self-pity I promised you I'd wait, but I had to get out soon Please swear that you won't follow me cause third time's the charm No romantics have no place in the world of self-harm That's why I feel outta place between my own sheets Dear God in heaven, you win, accept this defeat I'm crying on the floor asking "Where's dad?" I'm crying on the floor asking for a cigarette "Did you take your meds?" "Baby don't fret!" Covered in my blood, asking "Am I pretty yet?" Covered in my blood, asking "Am I pretty yet?" Covered in my blood, asking for a cigarette It's a landmark day cause you finally spoke out loud You didn't breathe a word, you just held me close to you Like death does: so subtlety, so charming and not-proud Knowing that I'll hurt my loved ones if I go with you Between Anarchists, Misogynists, do I care either way? I know I love your whiskey bottles littering my space Oh, this tug-of-war between your love and my bleeding skin Let's pull harder darling, I think we can win. I'm crying on the floor asking "Where's dad?" I'm crying on the floor asking for a cigarette "Did you take your meds?" "Baby don't fret!" Covered in my blood, asking "Am I pretty yet?" Covered in my blood, asking "Am I pretty yet?" Covered in my blood, asking for a cigarette Covered in my blood, asking you to please forget.

This is not another message To the proverbial you Cause I've exhausted every word And every way to say "I love you." So Brand New will speak for us It's been months since I've smiled I blame all of those clouds in the sky This is goodbye What's worse is you're not the worst of my problems I'm choking cause I've got your smoke in my lungs I'm sighing cause I've got that song in my head I'm screaming a capella cause you've got my guitar Pyromania like I'm burning these loose threads Speak with more than words, I wish whatever you were talking with Would just shut up Speak with more than words Oh whatever helps you sleep at night Should really speak up This is just another message To the proverbial you Cause I've exhausted every way Yeah, every way to stop my thoughts of you So skip this track As I look back On those months when I smiled As the sun's beating down on my head Let's to go bed What needs to be done can wait til tomorrow I'm choking cause I've got your smoke in my lungs I'm sighing cause I've got that song in my head I'm screaming a capella cause you've got my guitar Pyromania like I'm burning these loose threads Speak with more than words, I wish whatever you were talking with Would just shut up Speak with more than words Oh whatever helps you sleep at night Should really speak up I'm quiet cause I know I shouldn't say it Sorry if I babble just to compensate This veteran of sleepless nights knows what to expect: That "love is only found between a man and his cigarette..." Well I don't think that's true I'm upset that I'm not upset I want you like a Friday But Monday I'll have regrets I want you like I Friday But Monday I'll have regrets I want you like a Friday But Monday I'll have regrets

Well, in the age of conversation I guess I got the gift of gab But when you shine your spotlight on me My little microphone turns to sand And I've killed little baby rabbits I've killed microscopic crabs But I never killed a feeling Like the one you and me had Now, did you see where my love went? Because it ain't here in my hand You need to check there, darling, between your legs I couldn't bear another needy man I got friends in Kansas City with a motherfucking futon couch If that's how you want to play it I'm drinking in the dark because my battery's all ran out All you got to do is say it Divorce I could leave your ovulation To meet Elon and his clan With his batteries full of sunlight And his cars that run on sand And I go weak with constipation From all the pills and the spam Though we drink our Mother Energy There ain't no women for the needy man Oh, did you see where my love went? Because it ain't here in my hand You need to check there, darling, between your legs I couldn't bear another needy man I got friends in Kansas City with a motherfucking futon couch If that's how you want to play it I'm drinking in the dark because my battery's all ran out All you got to do is say it Divorce, divorce, divorce All you got to do is say it Divorce, divorce, divorce All you got to do is say it Divorce