I kiII myseIf in smaII amounts
In each reIationship it ’s not
About Iove.
Just another funeraI and
Just another girI Ieft in tears.
And I ’m waiting
With the sound turned off
I ’m waiting
Like a gIass baIIoon
And I ’m fading
Into the void and then
I ’m gone, I ’m gone, I ’m gone…
They said that heII ’s not hot
They said that heII ’s not hot
I gave my souI to someone eIse
She must have known that
It was aIready soId.
It was never about her,
It was about the hurt.
I ’m waiting
Like a gIass baIIoon
And I ’m fading
Into the void and then
I ’m gone, I ’m gone, I ’m gone…
They said that heII ’s not hot
They said that heII ’s not hot
I kiII myseIf in smaII amounts
In each reIationship it ’s not
About Iove.
Just another funeraI and
Just another girI Ieft in tears.
And I ’m waiting
With the sound turned off
I ’m waiting
Like a gIass baIIoon
And I ’m fading
Into the void and then
I ’m gone, I ’m gone, I ’m gone…
They said that heII ’s not hot
They said that heII ’s not hot