Biting Bullets کے بول

Did you know you were the girl that made me hate blonde hair and I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more. And every night that I spend with bloodshot eyes and no end and enough excuses to bury me alive. *CHORUS* So here I am, a love worn masochist with hearts carved straight across my chest, letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give. When you swear you won't be sleeping, 'cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes. And I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason, and I don't think that I'll make it out alive. Did you know you were the girl that made love a four-letter word? I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more. You made my head a mess with a life of doctor's notes and inkblot tests and enough empty bottles to bury me alive. *CHORUS* When a smile is a close call and my words caught in my throat, I'm an inch away from dying, and I'm lucky if I choke (X2) *CHORUS*