A Little Fucked Up

A Little Fucked Up

(Verse 1)

Ironed collar and a painted-on smile

I’ve been playing this part for a while

You look sharp, yeah you look brand new

But I can see the dust inside of you

We check the mirrors before we leave the room

Hiding the cracks, avoiding the gloom

But if I’m being honest, if we clear the air

There’s a beautiful mess underneath what we wear

(Pre-Chorus)

But the smile is cracking at the seams

We’re suffocating in our own routines

Yeah, we smile for the cameras, we play our part

While we’re quietly falling apart

(Chorus)

We’re all a little bit fucked up, let’s just say it out loud

Running from the shadows in the middle of a crowd

We put our masks on to pass the test

Trying our hardest to look perfectly dressed

But we’re broken in the corners, we’re a work in progress

Yeah, we’re all a little fucked up, and it’s time to confess

(Verse 2)

You got a secret that you drink away

I got a ghost that won’t leave today

We swap the stories of the money we make

To cover up the pieces that are ready to break

It’s a costume party every single night

Everybody’s fine under the neon light

But the armor gets heavy when you’re standing alone

In a house made of glass where the stones get thrown

(Pre-Chorus)

But the smile is cracking at the seams

We’re suffocating in our own routines

Yeah, we smile for the cameras, we play our part

While we’re quietly falling apart

(Chorus)

We’re all a little bit fucked up, let’s just say it out loud

Running from the shadows in the middle of a crowd

We put our masks on to pass the test

Trying our hardest to look perfectly dressed

But we’re broken in the corners, we’re a work in progress

Yeah, we’re all a little fucked up, and it’s time to confess

(Bridge)

Take it off, let it drop to the floor

You don’t have to hide who you are anymore

The flaws are the features, the scars are the art

There’s a million different ways to repair a heart

Let’s stop pretending we’re bulletproof

(Guitar / Instrumental Break)

(Chorus)

We’re all a little bit fucked up, let’s just say it out loud

Running from the shadows in the middle of a crowd

We put our masks on to pass the test

Trying our hardest to look perfectly dressed

But we’re broken in the corners, we’re a work in progress

Yeah, we’re all a little fucked up, and it’s time to confess

(Outro)

Just a room full of ghosts

Trying to look alive

Take the mask off

Let’s just survive

Yeah, we’re all a little fucked up

And that’s fine.