Lyrics

The way you said it so cold, "I never want to see you again." I'm watching ink run off of pictures from the rooftop of your home. In mid July, your voice was beading down my spine. But I didn't love you...What could I do? What could I do?

The secondhand smoke, I haven't missed it. Oxygen's no better with carcinogens and laced in shards of hope. I'm feeling overwhelmed with you. It's all or nothing, for life or cut free. My hearts not strong enough for two.

And now you're leaving me notes saying you don't want me to leave you alone. "Hey I miss you, here's my number. Call me later, we can talk it over." But I hate phones and half the time I just want this to disappear. I don't want to be there. I don't want to be there.