Strophe) 

So unimpressed but so in awe

Such a saint but such a whore 

So self aware, so full of shit 

So indecisive so adamant 

I´m comtemplating thinging bout thinking 

It´s so overrated, just get another drink in 

Refrain) 

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 would be so sweet 

Because I´m scum and I´m your son 

I´ve come undone 

I´ve come undone 

Strophe) 

So rock ´n´roll so corporate suit 

So damn ugly so damn cute 

So well trained so animal 

So need your love, so fuck you all 

I´m not scared of dying, I just don´t want to 

If I stop lying, I´d just disappoint you 

Refrain) 

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 would be so sweet 

Because I´m scum and I´m your son 

I´ve come undone 

I´ve come undone 

Bridge) 

So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday 

Sell it on a Thursday, buy a yacht by Sunday 

It´s a love song, a love song 

do another interview, sing a bunch af lies 

Tell about love songs, we sing love songs so sincere 

So sincere 

They´re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street 

I pray that when I´m coming down you´ll be asleep 

A young pretender and my crown´s a broken seat 

I come undone 

I am scum 

Love your son 

I am scum 

You gotta love you son 

You´ve gotta love your son 

I am scum 

I am scum 

I am scum