You could bend me until I break, hell, you already do// or you could snap my neck, I'm sure that would work too// It doesn't matter how you do the killing if you're in it for the thrill// and I'm sure you don't mean it, you say you never do.// I guess I grew accustomed to the lack of air// you'd think i would be gasping// but the weight of your world is far too much to bare.// I thought I was in love with you but I just like the pain// It doesn't matter anyway,  I spent too long waiting for a train that never came.//