Tone drag to feel sorry, it's not what you wanted I forced myself to fit in your pocket Said I left a hole in the palm of your hand And you said that you liked it If you like it so bad, you're shooting You're dead And you'd do it again, then do it again, and do it again I envy how big your feelings are How much you hate your life Running like a lamb with her legs cut off, I'll act like mine's not on the line How filthy can I get before you rip me from your chest? You take the color from my face and I fill your bed with vomit And you're shooting You're dead And you'd do it again Then do it again And do it again The only one who rots like me, I watch you take me down I don't have goals when you're not there I watch them take me now Drunk like a pop star, hung like a model I hold you whenever I cry My hands interlocking, you're crushing my back when you talk to me like I'm a child Drunk like a pop star, gun in my pocket You asked if I wanted to die And God throws me onto the ground like dice I'm outside your room for the night And you're shooting You're dead And you'd do it again Just promise you'll wait for me Then do it again And do it again Just promise you'll wait for me The only one who rots like me, I watch you take me down I don't have goals when you're not there I watch them take me now