Call it home Call it a tomb Dying in my living room That's OK, I enjoy the dread With my hands on my face I never wanna leave this place And that's OK, I enjoy the dread Friend calls to go outside I don't wanna go for a ride And that's OK I am seeing red And that's OK Now this boy is dead Who do I have to smile upon If it isn't you Live your life I'm not moving on I'm in hate with you I'm in hate with you Don't you remember anything That happened Well you should Cause it matters And if you don't Well, that's cool I just loved you since we met at school Maybe I should get some air Psychological warfare It fairs well Embeds me in my bed And that's ok Now this boy is dead Who do I have to smile upon If it isn't you Live your life I'm not moving on I'm in hate with you I'm in hate with you I'm in hate with you From the gutter, staring at the stars Driving fast in slow cars I was happy, she was just content And the years came and went Like butter cutting through the knife When she left she broke my mind And if she's happy I don't wanna know No, I don't wanna know No, I don't wanna know No, I don't wanna know No, I don't wanna know No, and I say Who do I have to smile upon If it isn't you Live your life I'm not moving on I'm in hate with you The boy is dead And that's ok He is now a man The boy is dead And that's ok He is now a man He is now a man He is now a