Did you know you were the girl that made me hate blonde hair?
And I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more
And every night that I spend
with bloodshot eyes and no end
and enough excuses to bury me alive
So here I am, a love worn masochist
with hearts carved straight across my chest
letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give
When you swear you won't be sleeping
'cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes
And I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason
and I don't think that I'll make it out alive.
Did you know you were the girl that made love a four-letter word?
I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more
You made my head a mess with a life of doctor's notes
and inkblot tests and enough empty bottles to bury me alive.
So here I am, a love worn masochist
with hearts carved straight across my chest
letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give
When you swear you won't be sleeping
'cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes
And I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason
and I don't think that I'll make it out alive.
When a smile is a close call and my words caught in my throat
I'm an inch away from dying
and I'm lucky if I choke
When a smile is a close call and my words caught in my throat
I'm an inch away from dying
and I'm lucky if I choke
So here I am, a love worn masochist
with hearts carved straight across my chest
letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give
When you swear you won't be sleeping
'cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes
And I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason
and I don't think that I'll make it out alive.
