Did you know you were the girl that made me hate blonde hair andI 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.*CHORUS*So here I
am, a love worn masochistwith 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 testsand enough empty bottles to bury me
alive.*CHORUS*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 (X2)*CHORUS*