[Troye Sivan]
The truth runs wild
Like a tear down the cheek
Trying to save face, and daddy heartbreak
Lying through my teeth.

This voice inside
Has been eating at me
Trying to replace the love that I fake
With what we both need.

The truth runs wild
Like kids on concrete
Trying to sedate, my mind in its cage
And numb what I see

Awake, wide eyed
I'm screaming at me
Trying to keep faith and picture his face
Staring up at me.

[Troye Sivan]
Without losing a piece of me
How do I get to heaven?
Without changing a part of me
How do I get to heaven?
All my time is wasted
Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh
So if I'm losing a piece of me
Maybe I don't want heaven?

[Betty Who]
The truth runs wild
Like the rain to the sea
Trying to set straight the lines that I trace
To find some release
This voice inside
Has been eating at me

Trying to embrace the picture I paint
And colour me free

[Troye Sivan]
Without losing a piece of me
How do I get to heaven?
Without changing a part of me
How do I get to heaven?
All my time is wasted
Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh
So if I'm losing a piece of me
Maybe I don't want heaven?

[Troye Sivan & Betty Who]
So I'm counting to fifteen*
Counting to fifteen, counting to fifteen
So I'm counting to fifteen
Counting to fifteen, counting to fifteen

[Troye Sivan]
Without losing a piece of me
How do I get to heaven?
Without changing a part of me
How do I get to heaven?
All my time is wasted
Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh
So if I'm losing a piece of me
Maybe I don't want heaven?

The truth runs wild
Like a tear down the cheek

*w dzieciństwie odliczanie do piętnastu uspokajało Troye'a, gdy rzeczywistość zaczynała go przerastać (wytłumaczył to na jednym z koncertów)