| The Pros And Cons Of Breathing |
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Bury 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 {talked}...
[Chorus: x2]
Whoa, 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
[Chorus x2]
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 [x2]
(Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my) [x2]
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[Chorus x2]
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