Don't tell me.
Don't feel, don't tear, don't kiss, don't care, don't touch, don't want me.
Don't want me.
Don't run, don't hide, don't hurt, don't lie, don't breathe, don't try, don't find me.
Don't find me.
Don't sing, don't talk, don't yell, don't laugh, don't think, don't speak, don't save me.
Don't save me.
Don't stare, don't glare, don't heal, don't mend, don't take, don't send, don't love me.
Don't love me.
Don't cringe, don't clench, don't look, don't flinch, don't know, don't go, don't leave me.
Don't leave me.
Something's so sick about this, my misery's so addictive.
I'm halfway there watching Northshore from the floor singing to you over my sholder.
