You're feeling a little ashamed by how it works
We sleep in a little coma until one of us says it hurts
I'm fading away, but I've sold it to myself
And that's the thing about addiction - you only trust the card you're dealt

I hate it, I don't want to see my life through black plates dilated
I want to make it right

I'm maybe a little unchained to hit the street
Flip the mattress on the floor now I don't really wanna eat
You look so pretty, I strum the notches in your ribs
I don't like to think about it, but I love you we should quit

I hate it, I don't want to see my life through black plates dilated
I want to make it right

To be honest baby I don't like your hair that way
You kinda look like a comet burning out to impress all the stars you hate
The neighbours hear us as we talk like zombies, 'hey wait, I need to stroke your face'
You kinda look like a comet burning out
I don't want you to die this way, just wait, just one more day

When I was little I couldn't wait to see it all
I wish I had found you then, we'd go straight to city hall
We'd do it right, I would have stood up straight
I'm so sorry for this loop, here in hell for heaven's sake

I made this, it just can't be my life
Sitting, wishing, waiting
Pushing on a knife

To be honest baby I don't like your hair that way
You kinda look like a comet burning out to impress all the stars you hate
The neighbours hear us as we talk like zombies, 'hey wait, I need to stroke your face'
You kinda look like a comet burning out
I don't want you to die this way, just wait, just one more day