作曲 : Holly Miranda
  Everyone knows me and they
 All know where I fall short
 I hope this makes it past
 The discontent in your heart
 This love does no one justice
 
 I think it's a broken compass
 Got us down this far
 Anyone with two cents
 Would pull the ripcord
 This love does no one justice
 No one just is, no one just is
 
 But we just keep falling with our
 Ever impending ground
 Rising up to meet our
 Poor judgment and
 
 It's all for show
 Nothing ever even scratches the top
 Of what really goes on here
 
 Pound through the room, grasping at straws
 Your heavy feet sound like wet stray dogs
 Nameless, confused, looking for a home
 I write it down to into a
 
 And you'll be warm
 When it comes you'll be warned
 You'll be warm, you'll be warm