Besedila: Dead To Me. Cuban Ballerina. Still Heartbeat.

Your eyes won't open
And I can talk until I'm blue in the face
I want you to die a simple death
Like a heart attack or a bullet in the brain

To this sound

Every time I turn around you say something
And all I hear are empty words that die
I wish I could have said or felt your stare instead
But I know it's too late for that now

I'm sorry I let you down
And I'm probably the one you'll blame
But I want to die a simple death
Like a heart attack or a bullet in my brain

You let me down
A still heartbeat, I wanna hear that sound