Corn sugar and caffeine

I feel my body in two different places

Still playing for both teams

Sometimes it feels I was born with two faces

I feel the smoke climbing up my cheeks

I hear the jokes and I smell the punchlines

I lay broken in my bed for weeks

My room's too dark, my bed's on the faultline

I got a feeling that I can't let go

Sing a song about heartbreak

Do you know about the sweet taste of sadness?

I got a name for each one of my headaches

What do you know about the thin line to madness?

I need a new part with new lines

Anyhting if it's good for your head

You can donate your heart to science

But it won't bring you back from the dead

I got a feeling that I can't let go