Can't beat the best ones
  A little closer maybe a bit too close
  You function you turn out
  A flawless performance
  
  Turn your camera away from me
  Spill your guts in 8mm
  Put your focus where your mouth is
  You're the only one who's fading here
  
  Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
  You know it makes more sense
  
  I like the way you cry
  Break my heart and break my hands and let me down
  I want to snap your neck in two
  And leave you dead, so dead
  
  on and on and on and on and on (go!)...