The Pros and Cons of Breathing

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 and they were gone by the time we Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself 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 Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself 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 Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself You know that I could crush you with my voice