i like to put raspebrries on my fingers
and i like to smoke cigarettes in my window
i like to torture myself
cause i like to kiss you
and i like to think its childish
that you have to date to love
but my friends like to say that im killing myself
but the truth is im killing us instead
i like to give myself pain
like you gave me time and time again
i like to think we'll be okay
i just dont know when