[00:33.00]I don't have a favorite anything
[00:36.60]Except for my regrets...a single serving friendship
[00:42.75]Through friends and work and worry
[00:46.42]I think I just had...a near-life experience
[00:46.78]
[00:52.24]You know it's way too late now I'll be fine
[00:57.12]Without a doubt engines flame out... flatline
[00:57.77]
[01:02.63]I don't want to die,
[01:06.21]Clenching my fist,
[01:07.34]I slit my wrist
[01:08.56]And open wide
[01:11.98]I don't want to die
[01:15.89]Thinking of you,
[01:17.40]I'm turning blue
[01:18.31]With all these lies
[01:18.91]
[01:22.10]I can't stand another min here
[01:25.21]Knowing what I know
[01:29.40]It's everything about you
[01:31.60]Your question isn't wonder, pondered existence
[01:38.63]It's "hey man what's that line from"
[01:39.41]
[01:40.84]You know it's way too late now I'll be fine
[01:45.88]Without a doubt engines flame out... flatline
[01:46.38]
[01:50.99]I don't want to die,
[01:54.80]Clenching my fist,
[01:56.13]I slit my wrist
[01:57.12]And open wide
[02:00.59]I don't want to die
[02:04.32]Thinking of you,
[02:05.53]I'm turning blue
[02:06.83]With all these lies
[02:07.53]
[02:39.71]I don't want to die,
[02:43.58]Clenching my fist,
[02:44.68]I slit my wrist
[02:45.79]And open wide
[02:49.32]I don't want to die
[02:53.34]Thinking of you,
[02:54.67]I'm turning blue
[02:55.61]With all these lies

I don't have a favorite anything
Except for my regrets...a single serving friendship
Through friends and work and worry
I think I just had...a near-life experience
You know it's way too late now I'll be fine
Without a doubt engines flame out... flatline
I don't want to die,
Clenching my fist,
I slit my wrist
And open wide
I don't want to die
Thinking of you,
I'm turning blue
With all these lies
I can't stand another min here
Knowing what I know
It's everything about you
Your question isn't wonder, pondered existence
It's "hey man what's that line from"
You know it's way too late now I'll be fine
Without a doubt engines flame out... flatline
I don't want to die,
Clenching my fist,
I slit my wrist
And open wide
I don't want to die
Thinking of you,
I'm turning blue
With all these lies
I don't want to die,
Clenching my fist,
I slit my wrist
And open wide
I don't want to die
Thinking of you,
I'm turning blue
With all these lies