we are hollow bodies pressed against a brittle door   guilty of breaking faith we once were fighting for   we wish we could go back   and we wish that we were numb   the breath is thick when we're on both sides of the gun      bending light on broken beams   ghosts and celebrities   it can't be victory   when our lives have turned to black      so celebrate around the breakdown   and what we are is what we've done   collapse, collapse, collapse!   ruby red lips, a dashing disguise   collapse, collapse, collapse!   with nothing left to hide      shallow and meaningless with gold smoke in our eyes   an accident that's spent on nights without the lights   so shake, shake the horror   and the sin we feel inside   as we give in to temptation   and it makes us feel alive      bending light on broken beams   ghosts and celebrities   it can't be victory   when our lives have turned to black      so celebrate around the breakdown   and what we are is what we've done   collapse, collapse, collapse!   ruby red lips, a dashing disguise   collapse, collapse, collapse!   with nothing left to hide      and all the thieves we are   and all the thieves we are