2. “Bullets”

i woke up to your magnet eyes

with half a mind in a full disguise

i'm just a boy as far as you can tell

but look no further than these empty shells

see these stitches, scars and bruises

take a look at what you've done to me

don't tell me who i'm supposed to be

cause i'm so bored with the American dream

when it takes a fight just to make me feel i'm alive

i'm sinking into indifference

and think of love in the past tense

i'm so tired of self-interest

i've gotta leave home to find common sense

my heart sold it filled with bullets

i'll board any Pacific-bound train

am i in love, or am i just insane?

get me out of this empty town

cause i might believe i'm content if i stick around and wait

and wait