The Pros and Cons of Breathing

Burry me standing under your window with the cinder block 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 I must have dragged my guts a block... they were gone by the time we (taked)... I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But you know that I could crush you with my voice I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But 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. I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But you know that I could crush you with my voice I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But 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 wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel. I wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel. I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But you know that I could crush you with my voice I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself But you know that I could crush you with my voice