I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it’s not about love
Just another funeral
And just another girl left in tears
And I’m waiting
With the sound turned off I’m waiting
Like a glass balloon
I’m fading
Into the void
And then I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
They said that Hell’s not hot
They said that Hell’s not hot
I gave my soul to someone else
She must have known that it was already sold
But it was never about her
It was about the hurt
So I’m waiting
With the sound turned off I’m waiting
Like a glass balloon
I’m fading
Into the void
And then I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it’s not about love
Just another funeral
And just another girl left in tears
Waiting
With the sound turned off
I’m waiting
Like a glass balloon
I’m fading
Into the void
And then I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m waiting
Waiting
I’m fading
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
They said that Hell’s not hot
They said that Hell’s not hot
They said that Hell’s not hot
They said that Hell’s not hot
