Testo Graveyard

Well I love these nervous breakdowns And I love these new skins And I love that you were brave enough To sleep with all my friends And I love these new beginnings And I love these messy ends And I love that you keep pounding On this drum inside my head And the once and future destiny Of your self fulfilling prophesy No longer the enemy You accept it willingly And all the demons are saints And the saints I'll never trust So let's go kick over tombstones In the graveyard of my heart In the graveyard of my heart