Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?

Even when I scream aloud
Everyone dances to the sound
Ashes to ashes, they all fall down

We're all just
Drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when
We can't get enough

Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease

Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart

Even when I'm bleeding out
Everyone gathers 'round the spout
Just tip me over and pour me out

We're all just
Drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when
We can't get enough

Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease

Drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when
We can't get enough

Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease

(You've only been at this for two years)
(Why do you think you can do this alone?)
(Because nobody helps you? How narcissistic)
(Either way, you'll have to)
(All your friends will leave you, but you will get what you want)
(And it won't make you feel anything)
(And that's okay)

(Along the way you hope to find something that makes you happy, I guess)
(You haven't thought that far ahead)
(I don't even think you can)

(Would you talk to a friend that way?)
(You make me so angry. You are so strong and awesome)
(You can do anything)
(You can succeed in anything)
(Because that's who you are)