Verse 1:
This is the end result of so many meetings, late night diners with no one eating
We sit in corners and sip burnt coffe, count the tiles upon the ceiling
Lets skip this pretense and cut straight to dying, don't beg me to keep your eyes from crying

Prechorus:
You said so much
Without ever parting your lips

Chorus:
Its past 3 A.M and I'm still far from sleep
And this is a habit that i can't break
You're my only company
I'm skipping stones (down a surburban street)

Verse 2:
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Begging to strike
Begging to strike
I keep repeating but this payphone tele stopped receiceiving
Flat out of change and I'm sure you won't except the charges
It's all the same because by moring i'll be halfway to colorado, or someplace like that

Prechorus
Chorus

Bridge:
She keeps on asking do you think it hurts, much to die
Its hurting much more just to stay alive now
Shes gonna find out how much it hurts to die

Outro/ending:
She laced her perfume up with death
I feel it in my lungs, so i'll pull the deepest breathe
And drop my head