(Blueprints For) Our Worst Laid Plans

So I feel it right, to say,
That you are my, one regret,
To keep you here, was my mistake,
One day I'll learn

You made me what I am (x2)

I am your design, (failed and tested by default)
I am your design, (broken arms can't fix themselves)

We'll pacify, all of our thoughts, not so much as a whisper,
We're embedded in silence now,
And this, my wish, you could tell the truth,
Well I've never felt this awkward

This is murder,

Of my heart (x4)

We built this,
On your grave x8