Take your pictures from the wall,
No I can't even breathe.
I'm certain now my love is broken,
not sure who I'm meant to be.
Winter's come, but I'm still fighting
Don't forget my weathered skin,
Yeah my hearts still porcelain,
So I go.
Don't forget about the days,
We spent living in our heads.
Building stairs up to the stars,
Making love right in my bed.
Now to think that you're long gone,
Oh I wish it wasn't true,
God I'm getting over you.
God I'm getting over
Life isn't easy,
and love isn't fair
No I don't think this means anything.
So I go,
Good Morning, Miss America
Good morning self destruction.
I'm waiting on instructions,
To find my way back home.
And if you ever need me,
I'll slow down girl, take it easy.
Scream your name while I'm on TV,
We'll have a life to call our own.
(We'll have a life to call our own).
Terminal complacency,
A fake, a boring bride to be.
A broken heart, a broken head
a fucking lie, well I'm fucking dead.
A silly little girl,
With nothing more than just some looks
I'm not okay.
No not today.
Good Morning, Miss America
Good morning self destruction.
I'm waiting on instructions,
To find my way back home.
And if you ever need me,
I'll slow down girl, take it easy.
Scream your name while I'm on TV,
We'll have a life to call our own.
Good Morning, Miss America
Good morning, self deception
Good morning, I'm in heaven
Good morning, I'm in heaven.
Good morning, this place reeks of
well every thought I've ever had.
I hate this world,
I hate myself,
But I love you so bad.

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