[ Featuring Repair Method ]
All her tales from magazines are drying up
As all her words for little girls are losing touch
Soul pours out from dumb blond mouth
Maybe she has never seen how bad it looks
Kissing out the syllables with blatant hooks
Nothing worse than misplaced doubt
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
Don't he look so sad but tough in body art
Screaming through distorted voice of broken hearts
Well, he's so deep he turns his back
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
There's nothing for me here now, not that there ever was
Why should I even care enough about it to go on
With the best part of waking up, do you wanna tell me?
There's nothing for me here now, not that there ever was
So why should I even care enough about it to go on
With the best part of waking up, with the best part of waking up
There's nothing for me, there's nothing for me
There's nothing for me to do
There's nothing for me, there's nothing for me
There's nothing for me to do
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
When life gets beautiful
