The Pros And Cons Of Breathing

Bury me standing under your window with this cinderblock in hand Yeah, 'cause no one will ever feel like this again And if I could move, I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you Must've dragged my guts a block They were gone by the time we (talked) Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me Hide the details, I don't want to know a thing I hate the way you say my name Like it's something secret My pen is the barrel of the gun Remind me which side you should be on Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me Hide the details, I don't want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you Make me feel Wish that I was as invisible as you Make me feel Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice