What's Wrong - PVRIS

2 years gone

Came back as some bones and so cynical

This skin don’t feel like home

It’s all overgrown but you’ll never know

Take the mirror from the wall so I can’t see myself at all

Don’t wanna see another damn inch of my skull

Forget the poems of saints and ghosts

I’m the one I fear the most

Little did I know that I was only crying wolf

I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone

Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

Push and pull

Oh it’s all getting old

No I didn’t want this throne

Only fools make feasts of gold

They rot the fruit on tables

When did I get so pitiful

Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold

You got my back against the wall

And now I can’t ever get comfortable

No I never sold my soul

If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold mine

I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone

Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my soul

No I never sold my

I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone

Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical

Quit being so over-skeptical

Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable