Well, well, well
What have I done?
I made a mess
My guts are twisted
And I'm terrified of
What we will become
And oh, oh, oh
Hollywood's burning to the ground
And all I can think about is how
We can't go down like this way
We're hours from home
But only minutes away
And if this fire consumes us all
You'll never hear what I have to say
And it goes a little something like this
"I'm a f*cking idiot"
You told me not to forget
And that's exactly what I did
She said, "I don't owe you anything"
But I know I owe you everything
And I, I know this is what I get
But I'm down, I'm down, down, down
And I'm bleeding out
And the city smoke
The city smoke's still burning
It's burning in mouth
And it'll keep rising above
And covering everything I love
Until you come back home
Come back home
Come back home
Well, well, well
What have I done?
I've made a mess
My guts are twisted
And I'm terrified of what we will become...