She can tell
By the look of your face
When you came into the room
Go to hell
And take all of your shit
She don't want you
It's times like these, you wish you knew how to drive
It's times like these, you wish you could end your life
But it don't get too easy
It don't get too easy
In times like these, I feel terribly contrived
In times like these, I wish you could end your life
But it don't get too easy
It don't get too easy
Run down the street, paint a picture with the stars
Run down with me, maybe we can all restart
Time's not functioning well
It's not functioning well
Go to hell, maybe I can burn with you
Go to hell, baby this I will make true
Go to hell
Go to hell
Go to hell