That's what you get when you feel alive
But don't seem so concerned
About what happens next,
And you turn the chapter's page
And you tear out another one
And you burn to keep your fingers still
Pick away at your apologies
Leave today and never look back

Go, and if you do, I'll never look, I'll never care about the empty place where you stood.
Send a card one day, and leave it to soak in the rain, and don't bother to pick up the flag.
We wouldn't read it anyway.
Be as useless as you may, but you'd never change your list of empty promises
Feel ashamed for the damage that you've caused to everyone.
Never wake with the light piercing your cotton eyes.
Be the day when you don't wake at all.

That's what you get for being alive.
That's what you get for living like you do.

Stay all by yourself and keep hold of your pathetic lies if they make you feel comfortable.
I won't say it again,
But I'll deadbolt all the doors
And cover my ears,
"la la la la la la la"
Be a slave to the impulses that bring you closer to home
Sail away across the backyard.
Come and stay, but keep back on the sidewalk.
Then that way, you'll hear the sirens sooner.

So start running, faster and faster.

That's what you get for being alive.
That's what you get for living like you do.

In the flames, you'll clap your hands and shed a thousand tears.
In the way, you led your life covering all the fire exists.
And the stairway is falling through, into the cellar smoke,
Thick and gray, your promises are tearing us apart.

That's what you get for being alive.
That's what you get for living like you do.

It would kill me to catch your eye.
If you die I'll see you there.
I'll grab your hand and I'll tell the truth.
I never meant a single word I said to you.

That's what you get.