Do I love you? More than I should Walk away I'm a mess I'm too depressed For you to fuck Life slithers from your mouth Eyes white in the blackout You don't know it So you're leaving I hate myself For still believing That we could have been Could have been something Walk away I'm a mess I'm too depressed For you to fuck Life slithers from your mouth Eyes white in a blackout You don't know it but You're leaving And I hate myself For still believing That we could have been Could have been something And as the years passed I [?] claim The life to dream for us And when you come around When you kiss my head Sends you to make me cry When you put your arm Around this design It's to make me hurt Please don't come back Won't you call this life A miracle, this life Please don't make me cry Won't you call this love Will you call this love And as the years passed I [?] claim The life I dreamed for us But without me But without me But without me As the years passed I will [?] claim The life I dreamed for us Like a big joke Hanging from a tree But without me