Come Undone (Live From the Apple Store, London, U.K./2009; Explicit)
So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of ****
So indecisive so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's overrated just get another drink and
Watch me come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son,
I come undone
I come undone
So rock and roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so **** you all
I'm not scared of dying
I just don't want to
If Id stop lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son,
I come undone
So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You gotta love your son
You gotta love your son