It's about bein in love

It's about bein in hate

It's about not wanting to miss you

It's about wanting you dead



Push the walls open

I wanna see my memories bleed

No, i don't remember you ever loving me

I think that's your fucking fantasy

I think you want everything



Push the walls open

I wanna see my memories bleed

No, i don't remember you ever loving me

I remeber the back of your head

Leaving



And now i am quite sure you want

Everything, everything, everything, everything

Everything, everything, everything, everything

Outta me