I can write the heroes

I can write the stories

I can paint the pictures

 

I can turn your ego

Into a warrior

Let you have the taste of victor

 

But I am a villain

I hate happy endings

You all get things too easy

Not in my book

Nuh-uh.

 

I took up the pen

To do god’s work

Gonna put everyone through hell

That’s the kind of love you deserve

 

They said there’s no light

Without the shadows

And you can’t feel pleasure

Unless you’ve really hurt

Catharsis is such a pretty word

 

Can you tell I’m angry

I make it out to be your fault

Your feelings are your discretion

(But I’m the one in control)

 

You only exist to

Fill the pages

There’s only one main

And I promise, it’s not you

 

So don’t let your ego

Tell it to you wrong

We’re all nameless space-fillers

 

I took up the pen

To do god’s work

Gonna put everyone through hell

That’s the kind of love you deserve

 

They said there’s no light

Without the shadows

And you can’t feel pleasure

Unless you’ve really hurt

Catharsis is such a pretty word

 

Who do you think you are

A speck trying to stand among the stars

But you’re stuck in the dark

 

{instrumental}

 

I took up the pen

To do god’s work

Put everyone through hell

That’s the kind of love we deserve

 

They said there’s no light

Without the shadows

And it doesn’t feel right

Until we’ve really hurt

 

I took up the pen

To do god’s work

Let’s put everyone through hell

That’s the kind of love we deserve

 

They said there’s no light

Without the shadows

And it doesn’t feel right

Until we’ve really hurt

And catharsis is such a pretty word

Catharsis is, oh, oh

Oh

A pretty word