You Me At Six

If this is the end
And these white coats and this medicine
Is my new comfort zone
And my new best friend.
Shall we cue the violins
Cause this life is made of violence
Sixteen, he's already on his way
Next victim the clouds and the pearly gates
When the room goes quiet
Nobody knows
And its all your fault
And its all your fault
Wish that I was younger
Wish that I was smart enough
To keep my composure
Keep my head straight
Oh you can be my headache
And i'll make your name famous you say
Showing you just how cool he is
The powders could be the catalyst
When the room goes quiet
Nobody knows
And its all your fault
And its all your fault
When the room goes quiet
Nobody knows what to say
This is the part when we say what a shame
This is the part where we shoulder all the blame
My friends owe it to themselves
To get a grip and cherish their good health
Don't want the room to go quiet
And have to think of things to say
When the room goes quiet (goes quiet)
When the room goes
And its all your fault
And its all your fault
Fault...