This is what the edge of your seat was made for
Holding on, on your own
This is what the edge of your seat was made for
And this

This is what the back of your hand was made for
Stolen apologies
Stolen apologies
You

You're a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us all
Forsaken

Forsaken

We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars

And I'm speaking these words
And I'm talking to the mirror

You're a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us fucking all

I don't want to kiss anyone
I don't want to kiss anyone but you
I fucking love you