Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face, but I can't get clean
Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
Oh, so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot holes

Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream

[Chorus: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face, but I can't get clean
Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
Oh, so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot—