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 contemplating
Thinking about thinking
It's overrated, just get another drinking
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
(Come undone)
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock 'n roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuckyou all

I'm not scared of dying
I just don't want to
If I stopped lying
I'd just disappoint you
I come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down
You'll be asleep
(Come undone)
If I ever hurt you
Your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum
And I'm your son
I come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song

Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
(Come undone)
I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
(Come undone)
A young pretender and my crowds above can see

I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You gotta love your son, (come undone)
You gotta love your son, (come undone)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, hey
Love your son

I am scum!, (come undone)
I am scum!
I am scum!, (come undone)
I am scum!
I am scum!, (come undone)
I am scum!