Beautiful Disaster

(ahhhh) You trace the lines upon my skin

Pretending this is where we begin

But every word is laced with rust

Turning all our gold to dust

I feel the cold wind start to rise Behind the curtain of

your eyes (oh-oh)

This is a beautiful disaster we made

A toxic crown that we

parade

Your bitter touch is running through my veins

I find my freedom

inside the pain

A quiet house of fragile glass We always knew it couldn't last

You feed the fire,

I watch it burn

Another lesson we

refuse to learn

I feel the cold wind start to rise Behind the curtain of

your eyes (oh-oh)

This is a beautiful disaster we made

A toxic crown that we

parade

Your bitter touch is running through my veins

I find my freedom

inside the pain

We destroy what we love the most Dancing with a violent ghost

(dancing

with a

ghost)

Inside the pain Your bitter touch

We watch it burn