Boy Is Dead

Call it home
Call it a tomb
Dying in my living room
That's ok, I enjoy the dread
With my hands on my face

I never wanna leave this place
And that's ok, I enjoy the dread
Friend calls to go outside
I don't wanna go for a ride
And that's ok, I am seeing red

And that's ok, now this boy is dead
Who do I have to smile upon
If it isn't you
Live your life, I'm not moving on
I'm in hate with you
I'm in hate with you

Don't you remember anything that happened
Well you should, cos it matters
If you don't, that's cool
I just loved you since we met in school
Maybe I should get some air
Psychological warfare, it fairs well
Embeds me in my bed

And that's okay, now this boy is dead
Who do I have to smile upon
If it isn't you

Live your life, I'm not moving on
I'm in hate with you
I'm in hate with you
From the gutter, staring at the stars
Driving fast in slow cars
I was happy, she was just content
And the years came and went
Like butter cutting through the knife
When she left, she broke my mind
If she's happy, I don't want to know

No
I don't want to know
No
I don't want to know
No
I don't want to know

And I say
Who do I have to smile upon
If it isn't you
Live your life, I'm not moving on
I'm in hate with you
The boys is dead
And that's ok
He is now a man
The boys is dead
And that's ok
He is now a man
He is now a man