The ring's been set in the shape of her finger
Run my fingers through your silky hair

I wish I didn't break my neck to take another look
Such an unproductive way to behave
This half-decade charace of wasted youth
You're dancing like hot dripping wax
Going through and falling again
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying
He smiles anticipating, thinking of the words to say
I love you's and I miss you's across a telephone wire
Then you put your hands on my face
It's so much simpler then we make it
Like your fingertips running up my back

Waits for him in parking lots and hallways everyday

Will no longer retort to the truth
The words we share are nothing short of inspired
The accusations are unending
Please don't say the words he screams, please don't let me go
Look up and see the pale skin of your back as you walk away

I wonder if she'll stay with him
Or I just wish that from the day we met nothing ever changed

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm dying
Pink roses and red valentine lace
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm dying

Still on and off the torment that lingers
Then it begins this absurd parade
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm dying
I wonder if she's a liar
Tears and sweat and lips again
She says she never thinks of another

Tiring, no more listening
Skinned by insecurities in him
I wish I never read his name written on your notebook
How many ways can I say I care?

I wish I never held your hand, I wish I never knew your name

Truest parts of the feeling within
Where are we going? Where have we been?
Look up and see the pale skin of your back as you walk away again

Fearing the other one can fake it
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm dying
Please don't cut me up again just to turn and go