作词 : Bryce Savage

作曲 : Bryce Savage

编曲 : Bryce Savage

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed

Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Then will you get bored of killing me?

Silhouettes of you are like a taunt

Never really know just what you want

With you I don't ever feel calm

I can feel the sweat inside my palms

Play with me like cats and a string

You don't understand the pain it brings

You don't ever wanna give me wings

You don't ever wanna set me free

You know I'm addicted to you

And it's twisted you've been gifted with the evil voodoo

Got me coming back for more even when I've been screwed

Dolls full of pins, pierce my heart straight through

I got issues in my head

I like you in my bed

But you keep me on read

Ohhh

Everything is like a test

I better not text

Or I'll come off desperate

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed

Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Then will you get bored of killing me?

So If I play dead,

Will you regret

Everything that you did, that you said

I don't think you understand what your doing

And my hearts black and blue from the bruising

I feel like, when I'm with you I'm losing

I feel like, you think that this amusing

Sitting there gaslighting and confusing

Was it me? Is it me? Am I deluded?

I'm the one who's always sorry the conclusion

Even though I offer all of the solutions

I wish you loved me like I love you, it's stupid

When I'm alone with you I never feel lucid

I wish I wasn't struck by Cupid

I wish when I first saw you, I knew this

When I'm with you I feel so useless, I feel diluted, my hearts been wounded

Silhouettes of you are like a taunt

Never really know just what you want

With you I don't ever feel calm

I can feel the sweat inside my palms

Play with me like cats and a string

You don't understand the pain it brings

You don't ever wanna give me wings

You don't ever wanna set me free

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed

Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead

Then will you get bored of killing me?