Half the time that I've been without you    I've spent with bated breath.    The feeling's gone and you're moving on    with a pain inside your chest.       I'm tired of all this pain.    I'm tired of everything.       Smiles are few and far in between    when you kill me with your frames.    But you're so sorry because you just had to    induce this spark into a flame.       Oh why am I so off?    Oh why am I so off today?       You say that you're all tied up and tame.    You're a gateway to my name.    So hey, I want to be your best friend,    or at least one that you talk to now and then.       I still think you want me dead.    So what? I still think you want me dead.