| My Roman numeral came | |
| As "one" and "I" are both the same | |
| She curves just like the wick | |
| Of a burning candle's dancing flame | |
| These vultures were in love, | |
| Always circling high above | |
| Picked each other apart, | |
| Hungry for the other's heart | |
| Real fun, let's all underachieve | |
| Failed to dispel the myth | |
| Every time is always ending with | |
| The sharp end of a star | |
| Stabbing me right through my heart | |
| She's gone and | |
| I'm beyond | |
| A color scheme of loneliness | |
| Now my Roman numeral is lost | |
| As "one" and "I" are now divorced | |
| Your wishes are my command | |
| Real fun, let's all underachieve | |
| Crawling out of rotted woodwork | |
| It stings to breathe | |
| When I don't even know what to do with myself | |
| Real fun, let's all underachieve |
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