did you used to believe? well i was feeling the same way... squeezing dreams out of a sound they stick around, they go away but none of you know a thing about me... ...just go away "she's fucking dead, oh my god, she's fucking dead!!!" my love stopped her breathing now i'm chucking rocks at the glass because my love stopped breathing life into me and the songs that she sings are as dead as nails on the shelf what happened to the times where we'd stay up all night and fight (life there was something worth fighting for) those were the days dear, forgive me for holding on i was thinking about the times when no one cared and how you hated everything i loved well i don't give a fuck about any of you you'll come and go but you'll never mean a thing to her... i loved the way she sang in my headphones