I'll be sure to roll off your back So that I'm not on your mind I stick my hands in my back pockets And stare back what you don't feel You don't feel alive, might as well be dead? Well, I'm not impressed by threats I'm walking away alone Biting my lip, biding my time You can slit your wrists, you can hold your breath, I don't mind If you slit your beatless wrists If you hold your bestilled breath I don't mind, I don't mind how you're killing your time I loved you alive, I'll love you dead, go ahead I can't promise I'll cry, but I'll always try Since I'm not around, how will you kill time? There's no me, no subtlety, there's no tears left I'm so over reflection Biting my lip, biding my time You can slit your wrists, you can hold your breath, I don't mind If you slit your beatless wrists If you hold your bestilled breath I don't mind, I don't mind how you're killing your time
