You need loss to make you happy
I need you to keep me well
In our sordid, sullen fairytale
We are gone

Well, I’ve never quite understood
The mistrust and sorrowed longing
You wake up to only find
You’re fading out without a whisper

So, let’s do what we can
Run from everything
Rip it at the seams
We will burn these castles down
We will burn these castles down

And I am much like you
We can’t tread these waters
Nothing to complain about
But we’ll find something
We always find something

So, let’s do what we can
Run from everything
Rip it at the seams
We will burn these castles down
We will burn these castles down
We will burn these castles down
We will burn these castles down

When all is said and done
Will you look back on what is gone?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?