Biting Bullets - Jamison Parker

Did you know you were the girl that made me hate blonde hair and 
I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more. 
And every night that I spend with bloodshot eyes and no end 
and enough excuses to bury me alive. 

*CHORUS* 
So here I am, a love worn masochist 
with hearts carved straight across my chest, 
letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give. 
When you swear you won't be sleeping, 
'cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes. 
And I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason, 
and I don't think that I'll make it out alive. 

Did you know you were the girl that made love a four-letter word? 
I just can't wait, to make you hate me a little more. 
You made my head a mess with a life of doctor's notes and inkblot tests 
and enough empty bottles to bury me alive. 

*CHORUS* 

When a smile is a close call and my words caught in my throat, 
I'm an inch away from dying, 
and I'm lucky if I choke (X2) 

*CHORUS*