h. When my times comes, Ohhhhh, oh oh oh. So I took what I wanted and put it out of my reach I wanted to pay for my successes with all my defeats, And if heaven was all that was promised to me Why don't I pray for death? And now it seems like the unraveling has started too soon, Now I'm sleeping in hallways and I'm drinking perfume And I'm speaking to mirrors and I'm howling at moons While the worst and the worst that it gets. Oh you can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it (guitaretab.com)