The pros and cons of breathing

Bury me standing under your window With this cinderblock in hand Yeah, 'cause no one will ever feel like this again And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl Back to you I must have dragged my guts a block They were gone by the time we (talked) Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details, I dont want to know a thing I hate the way you say my name, like its something secret My pen is the barrel of the gun Remind me which side you should be Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details, I dont want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel (Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate my) (Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate my) Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice Woah I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Know that I could crush you with my voice