You’re coming out of your cage and, you've been doing just fine. You don’t gotta be down, because you want it all. It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss. Now, you’re falling asleep. And he's calling a cab, while she's having a smoke and she's taking a drag, now they're going to bed. And your stomach is sick, and it's all in your head. But she's touching his chest now, he takes off her dress. Now, you’re asking if we can let you go, ‘cause you just can't look, its killing you and taking control. Jealousy, turning saints into the sea, swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis. But it's just the price you pay, destiny is calling you: open up your eager eyes,
‘Cause you’re Mr. Brightside.
You never, never, never..