I gotta make you see You tell me that you're leaving And I'm trying to understand I had myself believing I could take it like a man But if you gotta go, then you gotta know That it's killing me And all the things I never seem to show Girl it's been so

We'll stagger home after midnight Sleep arm-in-arm in the stairwell We'll fall apart on the weekend These nights go on and on and on Bite your lips, your word's a robbery Do you grin inside, you're killing me All along we talked of forever I kinda think

You hold your halo up with horns That's not an insult I don't know where to put my sorry's You're running laps around my mind How could you leave me on this tightrope? And I feel nothing when it storms You know you're killing me with silence You only

Come, break me down Bury me, bury me What if I wanted to break What would you do? I am finished with you Look in my eyes You're killing me, killing me All I wanted was you Break me down

What if I was willing? Oh baby, what if? What if you wanted to feel alive, Make something of the time you're killing, What if you wanted somebody to love you right, What if you were wearing a sundress, Sitting out on your front steps, Waiting on someone

You can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies Only you're killing me with your Baby, don't you know You're tired with the truth You keep telling pretty lies, babe You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah

You are the thing that’s killing me Hungry for unworthy You are the undeserving No honor, no valor No fucking gratitude You are the wrong that I must right You're poisonous Now I’m here to bury thee The Devil is in the details

You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate

Come, break me down Bury me, bury me What if I wanted to break What would you do? I am finished with you Look in my eyes You're killing me, killing me All I wanted was you Break me down

You're killing me, you're killing me Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream Put down the pen and look in my eyes We're in the waiting room and something ain't right All this is on you, we're over prescribed Doctor, your medicine, and your