Breaking the windows, to my soul
The playground in my heart is out of my control
All the children, in my blood
I laugh and then they're singin' and they're jumpin' in the mud
(Ooh, ooh)
Is there a demon under my bed?
I saw it in a movie once and now it's my head
Don't try to trick me, to fall into love
I step on all the cracks 'cause I'm a superstitious punk
(Ahh)
Rollin' in the roses (Haa)
Pocket full of explosives (Haa)
Watch out, it's gonna blow
Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly
I'm ready to burn it to the ground
The walls are made of paper and I'm hearin' every sound
Don't you get it? It's all a joke
All the mirrors are broken and we're breathing' in the smoke
(Ahh, haa)
Rollin' in the roses (Haa)
Pocket full of explosives (Haa)
Watch out, it's gonna blow
Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly
Straight into the sun
Won't stop 'til you come
(Haa, haa, haa, haa, haa)
Rollin' in the roses (Haa)
Rollin'
Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly
Straight into the sun
Won't stop 'til you come