Woorden: Angry Amputees. Slut Bomb. Want Dead.

What am I supposed to do, when there's no getting over you?
What am I supposed to say when I know that you're miles away
How could it be that you don't even know my name?
What will I do when there's no one but you?

Well many people say that I should let you go your way
But in my head I know that I will seize the day

So many people think that I've gone a little mad
And everyone around me says that I should pack up
And find a better plan
But who am I to fake when I wish we were together baby
High and dry I find myself alone, and it's no better

If you don't want me
Well I just want you dead
I find it hard to live when all I want is you
The key to misery when I'm by myself and thinking
That nothing will ever take your place
But no one will ever walk away
From me but all I really have to say

All I want is you!
Well I just want you dead!
But you're killing me instead.
All I want is you!