I've been limping around in an ugly habit I haven't washed in a month, and I’m
Praying to El Diablo hell won't be as bad as my breath was
On the night that I died, on the night that I died (night that I died)
I showed up to the wrong place, must have been high the whole time (high the whole time)

November is invited to misrepresent my pain
I'm going crazy and the last one who will notice is my brain
Next February seems so far away, I need the world to know

My birthday taunts me like an evil child pissing in the snow
I've been asking around 'bout the fox who was staring me down
On the couch, holding sex in her hand
I didn't realize it was a mirror, I fell in love with a shatter of glass
On the night that I died, on the night that I died (night that I died)
I showed up to the wrong place, must have been high the whole time (high the whole time)

November is invited to misrepresent my pain
I'm going crazy and the last one who will notice is my brain
Next February seems so far away, I need the world to know
My birthday taunts me like an evil child pissing in the snow

On the night that I died, I always chicken out
I want to be a martyr but it doesn't matter now
When it comes to the crunch, my future reads my mind
I want to say it doesn't happen but it happens all the time
On the night that I died, I always chicken out
I want to be a memory that doesn’t matter now
When it comes to the crunch, my future reads my mind
I want to say it doesn't happen but it happens all the time
November is invited to misrepresent my pain
I'm going crazy and the last one who will notice is my brain
Next February seems so far away, I need the world to know
My birthday taunts me like an evil child pissing in the snow