He didn't believe I was crazy
But you can't see the insides of peoples
Skulls and mine was plastered with posters
Of him and pictures of us.
I'll cut off my head to get out
Then you can keep it if you think it's so pretty
Just throw the rest of me to the wolves
They've already had it.
The melody said "love is watching someone die"
then sign me up to catch your last breaths
Because I want to see you realize
what you gave up.
Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 7:55 PM UTC
He didn't believe I was crazy
But you can't see the insides of peoples
Skulls and mine was plastered with posters
Of him and pictures of us.
I'll cut off my head to get out
Then you can keep it if you think it's so pretty
Just throw the rest of me to the wolves
They've already had it.
The melody said "love is watching someone die"
then sign me up to catch your last breaths
Because I want to see you realize
what you gave up.
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