Make the best of death

And love what’s left

You’re not just a timebomb

Just ‘cause you went off

Don’t mean you’re scattered

Everywhere

It’s still there, in the palms of your hands

Just give it one more chance

Don’t wait to understand

Just find a new way


Pretty bad magic

Pretty tragic

On a runaway train

And I’m not going insane

Things just don’t stay the same

And I must find a new way