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...they were gone by the
time we (talked)...

I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
But you know that I could crush you with my voice
Woah
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.

Woah
I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
But you know that I could crush you with my voice
Woah
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.