Break the ice
Is that the way to break the ice?
No probably not
She hasn't replied in forever
She doesn't like her pretty face
And it's so dumb
That she's afraid I'm a liar
She knows me too well
I'm dreaming of death again
Sleepless in an endless
Coma of vicodin
She's out with all the freaks, again
But who's to say I'm not one of them
I'm a failure
I'm treading on the thinnest ice
And if it breaks I'll be alright
In the graveyard
She knows me too well
I'm dreaming of death again
Sleepless in an endless
Coma of vicodin
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
She's got too many problems for me
I hope when you're sad
You'll tell me your life
I know when you're mad
You know what I'm like
You're the light of my life
I've given you everything you've ever wanted