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A slow, slow heartbeat turning into second thoughts
The only thing keeping me on line, a slow, slow, slow heartbeat

I kept my hand on your chest
Was it all that I could do?
No, no of course not

I felt a slow, slow heartbeat, again, turning into throwing knives
A sad, sad clown pinned against a dartboard with no prize
PDA from a girl who doesn't care

She ignored all of the signs to be with you
He hoped he could find the magic for you
She burnt every bridge to be with you
He found nothing of use to you

You can't see it through your four walls
I couldn't find it nostalgic enough
A fittingly benign end to a hopeless love

Like a road stretching for miles north and six feet under
A declining sense of fervour, like a water slide covered in gasoline
One match for us and one for the thought
A facetious decision of horrid mind, such is not yours to make

To thread a thin line between the gulf, an ocean of anhedonia
Dull the senses, feel the looks
Dull the senses, feel the looks

Like a virtue signal for death you notice it more and more
A farce made up by the mind, too many at fault to count

As far as the eye can see, a rope tied to the willow tree
All eyes are on you from these letters you left behind
It's hyperbole galore, were you ever gonna tell them all?
There's etching on the back of the tree, a heart shape split into two or three

The writings on the ba-ba-bathroom wall read "Live a little"
Dull the senses, feel the looks
Dull the senses, feel the looks

Like a virtue signal for death, you notice it more and more
A farce made by the mind, too many at fault to count
Like a virtue signal for death, a lapse in your rightful mind
Thoughts are empty for once, this time's the last for now

I want a short, but happy, life instead of constant love and affection
I want a short, but happy, life instead of constant love and affection
I want a short, but happy, life instead of constant love and affection
I want a short, but happy, life instead of constant love and affection

You must be bored out of your mind
Screaming, "hey girls," at us at the top of his lungs
Oh, little does he know, oh, little does he know
Oh, such an ignorant man, such a dumb, ignorant man
Who knew that a kiss could be so vapid?
Acid tongue melts your insides

Such a revolting man
I wish I could just grab your hand and hold you, oh so, oh so close
But your hand's just out of my reach
I haven't got the willpower anyway to reach that far
To reach that far, yeah

He's gotten so fucking drunk he can't see what's going on
Fist to wall, escalate it to all hell
He's got a temper on him after all and yet you yearn for his tongue, I just don't get it
He was the warning shot and you ran straight into his line of sight, like a deer in headlights
Holding hands through the bars must be so romantic for you, if you want him so bad

He was such a revolting man
Arguing with cruise ship security
Who the hell would ever do that?
A drunken idiot maybe...

But that's the aftermath of the afterparty
'Cause that was only my fantasy and though it benefitted you too
It was never fate I'd die with you but that's okay

I am so sorry for myself, in the middle of all of these people
It got so out of hand so fast
Can't wait to get out of here and sleep in my own fucking bed

I wanna be something other than a programmer
I've been thinking it's as easy as 1, 2, 3 ,4
In reality, there is no such thing
The skilful dream of hating yourself
Has there ever been a easy way out?
'Cause to end it all I'd need a reason

There are things in this world that are goals that are impossible to attain
So what's the point in it all?
Is there a gift at the end of rope?
So that's the kind of life you lead when you've never seen your mom kiss your dad?

I don't trust the mute button on an online video call
I don't trust my memory to remember how to breathe
I don't trust my vocal cords to speak for me

I feel humiliated, I feel so fucking done
What's it good for?

I never was a bibliophile, never was a fan of perusing
Grasp my tongue in your fist, slur the lines between pain and love
This is what I want, what is there left to do?
The most basic of functions seem like rocket science
Can't get out of bed

On days like these
There is nothing I would want to do more than see the light
Can't get out of my head

It probably isn't even that bad
Why is delusion always so negative?
Why can't I be more positive?

Out of sight, out of mind! So how'd you like that one?
The next one up is called-

Call this romance a dress rehearsal
If the audience never shows

You look good in anything, even the air
Your palms tell me a tale too good to be true
You love all of my jokes
But you smile like you’ve heard the punchline, before I fuck it up

You lack a habit of seeing my flaws for what they are
You've got a mouth but you are unable to scream

You say "I love you" sotto voce, I'd yell it back if I could
I'd give everything to hear you sing
If I were a real man I'd see this for what it is

Your coat still claims the back of my chair, like it paid rent to be there
My friends ask I dodge the questions
You never fight, you never flinch, so what do they need to know?

You say "I love you" sotto voce, I'd yell it back if I could
I swear you’re dancing down the hallway
But I never hear the floorboards creak
I'd give everything to hear you sing
If I were a real man I'd see this for what it is

You're so out of touch, I'm so out of line
You're so hard to reach, I can't handle basic speech
You're so real to me, to be or not to be

I would pay you to tell me, “shut your stupid mouth”
’Cause anything thing you say is as soothing as the rain
But you just smile and let me ramble
You say "I love you" sotto voce, I'd yell it back if I could

So take a rest inside my head, where the lighting's always right

He said to look in the mirror
The only one to tell the truth
I float like flotsam on the salt and the tears

She saw the future in his eyes, glimmering, past the firewall
Sweaty hands, holding each other
Delusion and faux-hope fills the air, polluted as it is
The hallucinations appear

Who gives a shit if he sees what you see in him
Living our separate lives, inside our sovereign nations
Grab his sweat and hold on, hold on for your life

Archived thoughts leaking out beyond it's walls
He seems a bit paranoid
His emotions were bottled up for thereafter
Licking the cap clean, she ignored the faucet
Eyes hopping from word to word, perceiving them wrong
Blind to the hope and the dream of an inexistent romance
C'mon, don't be nervous, give him what he needs
We know you want him to be buried along side you
So, go ahead and show the affection of your mental state

You need to lie to see him through
Find his weakness, exploit him for your love to blossom
This isn't the first , fuck etiquette!
Follow him to his home, see it through that will he love you

It's freezing cold
I'm freezing to death
Would you be my warmth
And hold me close
Grip my arms so tight
Cause it's freezing cold

It's freezing cold
You’re a necessity
Your smile makes my day
And your laugh wakes me up
Your hair's lit like a blaze
It’s freezing cold

I'm freezing cold
Fenestra remains ajar
The next breeze could mean the end
You're the only one I want
With you I would feel intact
And not this bleak, freezing cold

Gray skies, knees firmly together
Dreading the day it all comes crashing down

Faking it all until you get it, a bad joke laced with a failure
Never going to make it, never had the qualities you yearn
Greed, a creed of acceptance, like spoonfuls of cinnamon down throats

Dreading days, seeing things
Bray to god to make it right

The light that went out, a chandelier riddled with a cancer
Mundane Brighton skies, to bear such a sad sight is a terrible fate
From me to you, I say, in jest, "a look of the eye is a taste of the tongues
Of those that got it wrong, of mine own"

Dreading nights, feeling thoughts
Bray to god to make it right

A look of the eye, a taste of the tongues
I wept, I wept, caught in a loop
A thought of the eye, the greed of the man
A better tomorrow only comes overmorrow

A look of the eye, a taste of the tongues
I wept, I wept, caught in a loop
A thought of the eye, the greed of the man
I wept, I wept, caught in a loop
A look of the eye, a taste of the tongues
A better tomorrow only comes overmorrow

There's not too much on my mind
Just too much in my hands
In hindsight it all seems so boring

It's not a nervous tendency to feel so left out
It's not a nervous tendency to feel so boring

I'm not out of ideas
Just a bit out of touch
In hindsight I should've already left

I would love to live my life (stress free)
with no concerns of past lives
These days, I worry and I ponder
These days, I forget what paradise looked like
These days, I... these days, I... I want to say sorry

-"Insighted Tie-Dye Shirt"! You'll love this one!

Out of sight without insight cause you have no clue
But that's no cause for concern, for you

I have no good experience in talking to women, in talking to men
I know, I am a sorry sight
When being normal wasn't enough but it seems that this isn't either
So what the fuck do I do now?

I am so confused and depressed

And I don't think I wanna be a man
Cause people think that I would be violent and masculine
But that's nowhere close to what I am

Maybe I'm just a boy, just a weak little boy
Just a weak little kid, just a useless little bitch
Just a sad piece of work, just a worthless bag of garbage
Or maybe, or maybe I'm a man after all

Do I wear the tie-dye shirt?
Or should I face the dilemma?
Could never really look at him but sometimes I think I could bare it

It's a convoluted science, saying yes or no
It's really nothing in the end, a mandatory commitment

Oh, you are the one
Oh, you are the one
Oh, I am your fallacy and your argument is our love

There is more than provolone in this world to love
You've no need to be alone, I hope you know this

Oh, I hope you know this
Oh, you are the one
Oh, you are the one, that I want
Won't your life be like milk and honey?

Ataraxia, till the end of days and contentment for one, for all

What are you to me?
What am I to you?
Lovefool and angel in leather boots

You are free to go, leave me to my show
Let me go to another town to meet another clown

You came in clutch (Thank you)
Cuz I'm such a klutz (Such a dumbass)
Got the kitchen on fire (Such a disaster)
He said I'm "dumb by design" (And, God, he's right)
And, God, he's right

Hollow head, numbskull
We're like ketchup and fine dining
You should rather save face whilst I face my lies

You are free to go, leave me to my show
Let me go to another town to meet another clown

You came in clutch (Thank you)
Cuz I'm such a klutz (Such a dumbass)
Got the kitchen on fire (Such a disaster)
He said I'm "dumb by design" (And, God, he's right)
And, God, he's right

You are free to go, to leave me alone
I'll go to another town and I'll just lie down in the dirt

I've written this a thousand times before but never like this
I'd like to think I'd be famous for all the letters I've kept

Sometimes I idolise the life that could've been
But then it feels so dumb to think "what if"
So then I just go back to sleep

But by the morning, I find myself writing another one
By the evening I find it futile again and throw it all away

I could tell you how I feel but I'd rather you never know
I don't wanna die alone but I'd rather turn off my phone

I've never been flooded by calls and it's not gonna start now
Feels like it doesn't matter how hard I try
'Cause I'm just not the good guy

"Blah, blah," you say it like it's easy
Like anyone could get it, could do it
I don't want any of your fucking white lies
none of your sympathy advice

By the morning I find myself writing another one
By the evening I find it futile again and throw it all away

I could tell you how I feel but I'd rather you never know
I don't wanna die alone but I'd rather turn off my phone
I could tell you how I feel but I'd rather you never know
I don't wanna die alone but I'd rather turn off my phone

I took a tumble down winner's hill
The flag on top's got your initials on it
Written bold in helvetica
But not like I idolise (you, him, her)
Though sworn off, I take to the bottle
I drink water as if a friend of Jesus

Helpless, (Trying it all)
Selfless (Drowning in it all)
Helpless, (Trying it all)
Selfless (Drowning in it all)

Laying in bed, forget it all
Living amongst winners, what a dilemma
Laying in bed, forget it all
How do people do this? I've gotta get out

This empty head of mine calling me dumb
When I am just clueless who to ask for help
There is more to the world than thinking you're smart
Negative optimism, a dumb-fuck and a smartass
An empty head, an empty head, an empty head, an empty head

Can't ask you for advice, because I'd look like an idiot
My life in comparison to yours
Is like looking for lost coffee grounds in a garden
And I can't discern it from the dirt

Helpless, (Trying it all)
Selfless (Drowning in it all)
Helpless, (Trying it all)
Selfless (Drowning in it all)

Laying in bed, forget it all
Living amongst you winners, what a dilemma
It's all such a pain, every day
Too dumb to notice that I've gotta get out

It feels like I don't know you at all,
You're keeping all your secrets
With your hands making you sprawl
I don't think for myself anymore
Doesn't feel right to complain to the drywall
The beige discolouration doesn't feel the same
The glass baseboard doesn't seem fun anymore
Some day it's just going to break

Who even are you anymore?

Were the jeans that I found even yours?
Not that I'd care even if they were
I thought, I thought, I thought, I thought...
Those ones that you said that you lost
And I looked for for months and wasted my time
I thought, I thought, I thought I knew...

Did you even like them? How did you ask them?
The world in the palm of your hand will always end up in the trash

The jeans that you said that you loved and still you gave up right away
I thought I knew you much better than this

I feel lonely at parties, I don't even know why I go
Some say I wasn't there, I don't even know why I bother
Just doesn't seem worth it
Just let me go away, just let me go away
Just let me stay

I've been taking longer showers than usual
It gives me the time to think that I always restrict myself of

And what I need now is time, time to live my life

Can't keep making all my choices, gotta leave that all behind
With no doubt, I see, I see no fervour in it
Why can't I just be myself, my proclivity is to overwhelm
Something I depend on, your ignorance, is more tolerable day to day

I've been taking longer and longer showers now
Longer and longer now, thinking less and less now

I'll stay, you'll get what you wanted
Don't you romanticise this? Don't you like this?
Goodbye and good night

For a brief time she thought the world was gonna end
And for a brief time he thought he'd found his will to live

I used to say I loathe myself too much to love
But you keep this love alive

Can you be the one to keep watch if I go take a picture?
More than a thousand words
Doesn't matter what's outside the frame
I'll be fine as long as you're there
Long as you'll be there

I used to tell myself to stay intact, now I might need you
How far are you now?

"Hold my hand outside the frame, they'll never know your face
'Cause without one you can't be hurt"
You said it as if you were certain, like you'd done this before

I'm sorry I hurt you
It'll be fine as long as I leave
It'll be fine as long as I leave

Beach House and Vacations, walking down the hall
Seeing you there, like arthouse cinema
And I can't keep my eyes toward the floor for long enough

You refused to acknowledge me, you never said "hi" to me
Not even on my birthday, never, ever in my lifetime

Every time I see you I forget I ever loved anyone else
I never want to drink that away, I never want to forget it in any way

You refused to acknowledge me, you never said "hi" to me
But you can always believe
Not even on my birthday, never, ever in my lifetime

Every time you're there I want to go back
But you can always believe
Every time I remember I want to go back
But you can always believe

You're there, you're there
You're there, you're there

There are always things in our way
But I've been on my way downhill

Stuck in a roundabout, looking for the turnaround
We can look for an exit together
If you can usurp the wheel from my hands till they bleed
Can't I join the rat race? Am I too late?

'Cuz you see when I forge my own path
It always goes down, it always goes down

There are always things in our way
But I've been on my way downhill

Isn't there a way to see this through?
The deaf lead the blind, the last resort
Who is conducting this orchestra?
In total panic, hands flailing in the air
Drowning on land, or so it looks, and it hurts but I can't look away

They say "It is what it is and they do what they do to get it done"
But that can't be
'Cuz you see when I forge my own path
It always goes down, it always goes down

There are always things in our way
But I've been on my way downhill
And even if I've been paving my own road
I've always been on my way downhill
Even if there have been things in our way
I've always been on my way downhill
Been on my way downhill

From all those times you see me and I see you
I know that it won't end, so should I really care
For anyone but you, no one, but you
Or should I even care for you, when I know it won't end
No that isn't right, that wouldn't be right

I know I wouldn't care if I knew there would be a time after the last
But now that we're onto the last time I'll be sure to leave my mark
Oh, I'll be sure to leave my mark

Warm summer days long gone, but where are we now?
You put it on your wrist and you fell with it too
Nothing you could do

I wouldn't care about anything, if you weren't there
I couldn't feel anything, if you weren't there
I wouldn't see anything anywhere, if you weren't there
If you weren't there

Warm summer days are long gone, but where are we now?
What makes it all so boring? What makes it all so fucking boring?
Cause you know I wouldn't care if it weren't for the last time
You and I both know that I wouldn't care
So why- so why doesn't this feel boring?! It doesn't make any sense!

I wouldn't care if I knew there would be a time after the last
But now that we're onto the last time, now that we're onto the last time
I'll be sure to leave my mark, oh, I'll be sure to leave my mark

I don't wanna run away but it's a world of open sights
I don't wanna run away but it's a world of open sights

To rest underneath the leaves of a blossom tree
A field of iris makes me forget a name at the tip-of-the-tongue
Taking a cruise across the south, these are all things I want to do in my life

Why would I ever stay? A vagabond's desire
Sometimes I have the urge just to run away far as eye can see
'Cause it's a world full of open sights, of bright vibrant lights
A world full of open sights

I want to leave this cold hell, it makes me so sad
Why does it have to be so hard? I hate this place with my whole heart
A guy like me requires more greener pastures, more life to this life

Why would I ever stay? It's my own desire
Sometimes I have the urge just to run away far as eye can see
'Cause it's a world full of open sights

It's a world full of vibrant lights, in the distance a cafe is calling my name
It's a world full of open sights, a place far away from this cold hell

It's world of open sights, of open sights
It's a world of open sights
It's a world of open sights

I thought you were the one
But your tongue was too large for your own mouth
I really, really thought that you were the one
As much as I cherished the paper mache

A blackbird in the sky
Alone in the room with no lights
The switch won't work, no no not this time
I thought of you, you thought back

Unforeseen social anhedonia
My life was never milk and honey
But it sure felt as if it was stuck
In an endless loop, stuck in time

"Tomorrow will be the one"
A thought of my mind
"Tomorrow will be the one"
A thought of my mind, a desperate mind

There are a lot of reasons to hate myself, there is not a second chance
I wasted the first trying to be someone else
I just hope you don't see me for what I am
I just hope you don't see me for what I am

You think growing up would give one far more advantage
But after years you almost grow more depressive
Hanging on the ridge waiting for someone to push me over
Don't let me sit on your fence, just kick me down and spit in my face

It doesn't matter if I look into the mirror
Because it doesn't ever look back with a smile anyway
So I hope that you don't see me
So I hope that you don't see me
So I hope that you won't see me ever

Ever, ever

I empathise with the tree in your backyard
Keep me there until it's time to cut me down

Psychopath, sociopath, maybe, you just don't care
You can try looking for different frame of mind
but you know you'll just go dancing around the flame
Fraternity within a burning plague, the fancy doormat of the sewer gate
Never letting just anyone in, however thorough the search

So were those just precise word, or were they just sharp knives
Hidden in compliment, sent inside envelopes
Two sides of the same coin, still twisting in the wound
Two sides of the sharp coin, piercing heart and brain

You never wrote anything, though you owned all those diaries
Loner behaviour, never denied her and still you lost it all
As soon as she could, she'd run, and run, and run as far as she could
You were always the problem or maybe the rope wore thin

So were those just precise word, or were they just sharp knives
Hidden in compliment, sent inside envelopes
Two sides of the same coin, still twisting in the wound
Two sides of the sharp coin, piercing heart and brain

"Psychopath, sociopath, maybe I just don't care
You're a self-proclaimed Apollo, 'cause well then I'm Aletheia
And I will see you on the morrow"
He said repeatedly, without a thought

No matter how terrible my day has been
To hold your hand in my grasp makes it like nothing ever got out of my hands
'Cause did you know that you've got pretty hands?

Oh, you've got pretty hands

No matter how terrible my week has been
I know by the end I'll have held your pretty hands

And that makes it all so much better for me
And it all makes it so much better for me

It helps to know you exist with those pretty hands and that pretty face
To know you exist, makes me so glad

To hold your hand, it makes me glad

A mask of paper mache made from the advertisements you sold
The ones you used to distribute
But, oh, I never know, oh, I never know

By now, I've forgotten your face, a blank stare onto a blank slate

Moved on to a new scene, I am yet to accept that
And neither are they but it is the truth, the harsh truth

An excuse I understood, nonetheless, I formed that blank stare

I thought I would know, I was wrong again
I thought I would've seen it coming, I was wrong again
I thought I would've seen it coming again, I was wrong again
I thought I would know, again, I thought I was wrong

A mask of paper mache made from the advertisements you sold
The ones you used to distribute
Oh, I never know, oh, oh I never know

Your eyes are like gateway drugs
A portal to the soul, into another world

There are reasons that you can't be seen around me
I know that, I know that
If it's all you want from me, its all I'll give

Even if you bought me a drink, I'd pour it out
With a passion, for a reason
'Cuz I wanna be with you
Forever, till death do me part

The beak that we miss pecking at our heads
It's a season of grief for the ways you flew
The beak we all miss pecking at our heads
It's a season of grief for the ways you flew over me

The bird pecking at your head, deeper and deeper, bone to bone
Till you grow tired of it again, every hour, every minute of every day
Keep them away from me, asleep during beautiful sunrise
Let me die alone, let me die alone

The beak, it buries deeper into the black acidic soil
Digging up all the reasons to forget again
It's such a shame to have to live like this
The beak, it burrows inside, a river of blood covering up your eyes
Oh, what a shame it is to miss out

The Beak we all miss, the one we survived
It keeps us alive, it makes sure we stay still
It's a season of grief or the way things were
But now it's okay, now it's okay, we can say goodbye

That girl of yours, that you go and tell your friends about
Likes the dirt on your face as if it's all she'll ever have
But when the iceberg is the warmest island in sight
She said, "might as well build a fire"
A girl who hides in her room
A look in a mirror, fraying more, morning to night
The flickering gash of hope on her arm
Not to be treacherous but to hate and bury
Deeper than the notion of a new jovial dawn

The sanguine grin of a disingenuously kind individual
Like an escharotic plant

She Alt+Tabs as often as one can
The metaphorical horizon scares her as much it does me

You're a dumb teen only once in your lifetime
So it's fine to try stupid things once or twice
An innocent life in ignorance is the best
Knocking on door to door has never felt this good
A solitudinarian's dream, "that's where I wanna live"

It's never as easy as 1, 2, 3, 4
Something you couldn't condense into song

She Alt+Tabs as often as one can
But what can you do, what could anyone do
When the metaphorical horizon is approaching
At a rapid pace and it scares me half to death

Scares me half to death but you could always keep running
Scares me half to death but you could always keep running

She is looking for something new but what can you do
What could anyone do when the metaphorical horizon
isn't in the distance but right in front of us

"It's a very special thing to not have a care in the world, and she was that kind of person. She really was. You couldn't even try to convince me that that wasn't true. The world is hers, we're just living in it and that'll never change."

You're not sure what you are but neither am I
So, you can just tell me your thoughts

I can stay beside you (stay by your side)
I can offer my ear to you (listen to your life)
I can love you even if out of spite

Don't suffer alone, you're not the only one
We all know, we all know
That the world is yours and mine until it'll end

I know it isn't out of spite but I can't help but feel weird
Seeing you this way, it creeps me out
Head on my shoulder, a heart that's pounding at 200 bpm
It doesn't even seem that human

But I'm a stuck up little boy who thinks that they are strong
When the hardest task to accomplish is getting up from my bed
Too scared to face rejection, not knowing is the worst part
Usually I could make up an excuse but now I'm just trying to breathe

Don't suffer alone, you're not the only one
We all know, we all know
That the world is yours and mine until it'll end
The world is yours and mine until it'll end

Always with the same look on your face
Like a smile withering away, on your own birthday
It's so concerning to read you like a book
When you spoiled me the ending, you took it from me too

I'll never have to come back
Once I go it won't be that bad
I'll promise to never look back
Going toward the unknown

Going toward northern scenes

I seem to have blank page syndrome
For whenever I talk to anyone
And it's so concerning that my initial reaction to that
Is to run away as far as I can

I'll never have to come back
Once I go it won't be that bad
I'll promise to never look back
Going toward the unknown
Once I go it'll all fall down like domino
And I'll be on my way toward northern scenes

Going toward northern scenes

It'll feel horrible to go but it's a necessary evil
To go toward northern scenes, to fund your own dreams

When I turn 75 I'm gonna flee
To a shack in the woods where I shall reside
To get away from it all, to be one with the earth
You're welcome to join me

I'm gonna run, I'm gonna flee
And you are never ever gonna see me

Let my ashes be picked up by a gentle breeze
Or spread them on the bushes, please
Or bury me underneath the rowan tree and let the worms feed on me

I'm gonna run, I'm gonna flee
And you are never ever gonna see me

When I'm old and develop my dementia
Will you let me wander off on my own to die?
This is what I want and what I'm willing to do
To get away from all the responsibility
(I am not asking, I am begging you)

I'm gonna run, I'm gonna flee
And you are never ever gonna see me

Because I love you, because I'll miss you
I'm asking you to let me pass

You dress like you want to look visually appealing
To a bunch of twelve year old boys
I hope you know that, that that's wrong
Tragedy struck, worms in the ground
You look like you've just been in a non-fatal car crash
Multiple in critical condition
Beneath it all you're the bane of existence
You're the light in the dark and the knife in my side

That is a thing that eats me alive
My gut is a warm place to let you hide
You always get the best house-warming gifts
I'll only wake up when I'm reminiscent of myself

I want to drink to forget but I know that I would always remember
It's a futile effort to forget your past
She will always anaesthetize me

Your life's like a book on back of the shelf
There is nothing erotic about it, you are what you are

She heard you talk on the phone
"Every single word you said," she said
Though nothing of note happened
You felt it go past your head and still wouldn't let it die

Don't you dare ever think that you've got nothing you could lose
'Cuz your girlfriend's too good for you
And she's got half her foot through the door
I could do the bare minimum and it would still be better than being with you

How are you so gullible? So ignorant and unlovable
She's made up her mind five years ago, there's nothing you can do
You just refused to go half the mile she does and we both know that your world view doesn't hold up
Your recollections may keep this faux love alive but it will end whether you like it or not

Don't you dare ever think that you've got nothing you could lose
'Cuz your girlfriend's too good for you
And she's got half her foot through the door
I could do the bare minimum and it would still be better than being with you
So, don't you dare ever think that you've got nothing you could lose
'Cuz your girlfriend's too good for you
And she's got half her foot through the door
You'd ought to give more of a shit

Though tonight you still share the bed, by the next day
She'll be long gone and it'll forever feel like
You lost the final piece of puzzle and it'll feel horrible
And you'll feel like you gotta go and maybe it's time to go
Yeah, maybe it's time to go