Fake all these petty problems and all I do is leave a note The faint scent of surface cleaner and empty beer bottles Call my grandma phone static feels like sandpaper Tell her I've got big plans that I'll call her back later So I cut the cord for a while Try to figure out my disguise One that masks my mouth and not my eyes My disguise My disguise ♪ Thought it would never come to this It would never resolve itself But here I am, armed and ready for the next day Watch myself approaching a giant black hole That will keep me occupied for a few weeks Take my strength, take my pride But you should never take my side Because I'll only end up working against myself So I cut the cord for a while Try to figure out my disguise One that masks my mouth and not my eyes My disguise My disguise