Top Corners

Tell me a number
Say it with a sob
I promise you that I've heard it
That I've lost the shock

At first it shakes me to the core
And then it fades away
Until I don't care anymore
I'm under ice and jade

Then it burns out slow
Burns out slow again
And then it burns out slow
Burns out slow again

And the demons you bring upon yourself
You made this into Hell
And you've brought us all as well

Draw a line across the paper
And you can put your life right under

Draw a line across the paper
They would put theirs in top corners
They would put theirs in top corners
They would put theirs in top corners

I draw a line across the paper
Could I put my life right under