When you see me on this cold street, head down watching my feet
Do you throw hate at me with your eyes, the girl you loved but now despise
Do you believe that I'm fine? I bet your hoping all the time...
That I'm sinking under heavy sheets of blue,
When the weight that presses down on me, is you
Do you stick pins into my arms inside your head?
Tell me love, do you wish that I was dead?
Do you wish you could burn down my house, trap me inside?
Tell me love, would you even mind if I died?
If the light from my eyes faded in front of you
Would you still just think of me, as the evil one who
Took everything you had, and took it down with me
Took who you were, and expected you to be
Content with living alongside a frozen corpse, kissing your lips
Because you knew it was me, the dead girl. You held to your hips
The truth is, you never cared If I was living or dead
As long as you still got to drag me into your warm bed.