I’m waiting here under my bed
If you don’t call me I’ll be dead
All the smoke inside my room
It chokes me and I’m blacking out again
I hope you know how it ends
The mirror takes a piece of you
You’d be a suicide for two
No model ever looked so good
On the day they passed away
You really tore me open
I know we’ve hardly spoken
It’s alright, you’ve got so much more inside yourself to show
I’m getting so afraid for your own health
Explain yourself
I think I know how this ends
You really tore me open
I know we’ve hardly spoken
It’s alright, you’ve got so much more inside yourself to show
I’m getting so afraid for your own health
Explain yourself