You wrote a song about me
I wrote a couple thousand about you
You're doing fine without me
I'm lost and just so hopeless without you

[I know you still see me
I know you still wanna be me
I know i live in your dreams and
My lyrics still make you scream and
You keep torturing yourself
Your apartment is your cell
But the thought-crimes you commit
Don't matter one fucking bit]

It's been a couple years now
Since when I tried to saw myself in half
I still wish you would call me
I just don't know if I would call you back

[Pull me in
Push me out
One more thing i'll have to
Do without
Hurry up
Before you die
Prove that you are
Morally pure online]

It feels weird to say it
I guess I'm finally just moving on
I probably won't forget you
But what I have means more than what is gone