​Welcome in to a house so inviting
Topped up emotions with sedatives
Hit that old familiar taste (Hit that old familiar taste)
She cannot be saved with her insides burning

Welcome in
Seems so inviting, you can't stop shaking
Well, in the end
Fake product of a fantasy, fantasy!

Excuse the inept heart attack
Cradled the floor until she'd take him back to keep him

In our thoughts
When I'm tired, soft pause
Then try harder to break surface
Peer pressure from no fault, but no conscience can resist

Welcome in
Seems so inviting, you can't stop shaking
Well, in the end
Fake product of a fantasy

There's no point in trying
There's no harm in trying
Why am I trying?
What a way to end the night