Do you ever think about ghosts
Cause I’ve been thinking about suicide a lot more than I used to

Would you feel the adrenaline
If you read that I died
I can’t take these photographs
Or find the strength to hold your hand
And I don’t want to lose a friend
But I can’t help but push you away

And you can find me by myself
Cause I don’t feel alive
I think I need an angel or some pesticide
I’m by myself
You don’t have to tell me twice
To get my act together or I can say goodbye
And you can find me by myself
Cause I don’t feel alive
I think I need an angel or some pesticide
I’m by myself
You don’t have to tell me twice
To get my act together or I can say goodbye

And the crowd goes wild
When I make them worried sick
Tears streaming down her face
With her jaw dropped open
Phone falling onto the ground
And all I hear is the sound of
Glass breaking, glass- glass breaking
Would you consider this
That I’m not coming back
I can’t take these photographs
Or find the strength to hold your hand
And I don’t want to lose a friend
But I can’t help but push you away

And you can find me by myself
Cause I don’t feel alive
I think I need an angel or some pesticide
I’m by myself
You don’t have to tell me twice
To get my act together or I can say goodbye