Estella, Estella
A coming to life
Melting in my heart
Getting high off your own supply
I understand
We are only friends
But your eyes keep telling me
To take you in

Oh, in your car
I get to fade
Oh, in your room
Why don't we take a chance
So on your lips
Then we come alive
I'm knocking on every piece of wood

I don't wanna fake it 'til I make it
I don't need to see it to believe it
I don't need to touch it, I can taste it
All the shame feels the same when the pain hits

I just die
At the thought of being alive
At the same time as you

Estella, I'm jealous
No indecision
This time
I want it all
I love you too much
I hate myself
Enough for the both of us

Unstow your arms, this war is a waste
Maybe shoot your arrow this way?
My scars of love, I'll honor great
Some live, some die, but we will stay

I don't wanna fake it 'til I make it
I don't need to see it to believe it
I don't need to touch it, I can taste it
All the shame feels the same when the pain hits

I just die
At the thought of being alive
At the same time as you

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Kenneth Beasley, Nicholas Long, Travis Barker