Logical fallacy, the rules that you can’t read
Refuse the right to grieve, don’t you come close to me
Nothing’s ever your fault, where do I fucking start
Just lose my number
If you call I will not answer because

I’ve been walking on this tightrope long enough to see
(You’re not what I need)
Marks on memories, so tastefully revolting

I can’t say that I don’t hope this finds you well
(Hope this finds you well)
In the depths of hell
(In the depths of hell)
I put up with the noise like I had a choice
You had it plannеd out, I’d go down with no voice but
I hope this finds you well
But that’s if I don’t find you first

Burn burn thе station down, fall of your mental crown
You build yourself up ‘til you find a way to come back down
Infect the air I breathe, such a catastrophe
I’m sick and tired of it, something’s gotta save me from it

I’ve been walking on this tightrope long enough to see
(You’re not what I need)
Marks on memories, so tastefully revolting
I can’t say that I don’t hope this finds you well
(Hope this finds you well)
In the depths of hell
(In the depths of hell)
I put up with the noise like I had a choice
You had it planned out, I’d go down with no voice but
I hope this finds you well
But that’s if I don’t find you first

(Love is the monster)

I can’t say that I don’t hope this finds you well
(Hope this finds you well)
In the depths of hell
(In the depths of hell)
I put up with the noise like I had a choice
You had it planned out, you’d go down with such poise but
I hope this finds you well

And I hope this finds you well
In the depths of hell
I put up with the noise like I had a choice
You had it planned out, you’d go down with such poise but
I hope this finds you well