But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed
Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there
But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Then will you get bored of killing me?

Silhouettes of you are like a taunt
Never really know just what you want
With you I don't ever feel calm
I can feel the sweat inside my palms
Play with me like cats and a string
You don't understand the pain it brings
You don't ever wanna give me wings
You don't ever wanna set me free

You know I'm addicted to you
And it's twisted you've been gifted with the evil voodoo
Got me coming back for more even when I've been screwed
Dolls full of pins, pierce my heart straight through

I got issues in my head
I like you in my bed
But you keep me on read
Ohhh
Everything is like a test
I better not text
Or I'll come off desperate

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed
Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there
But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Then will you get bored of killing me?

So if I play dead, will you regret
Everything that you did, that you said
I don't think you understand what you're doing
And my heart's black and blue from the bruising
I feel like, when I'm with you I'm losing
I feel like, you think that this amusing
Sitting there gaslighting and confusing
Was it me? Is it me? Am I deluded?
I'm the one who's always sorry the conclusion
Even though I offer all of the solutions
I wish you loved me like I love you, it's stupid
When I'm alone with you I never feel lucid
I wish I wasn't struck by Cupid
I wish when I first saw you, I knew this
When I'm with you I feel so useless
I feel diluted, my heart's been wounded

Silhouettes of you are like a taunt
Never really know just what you want
With you I don't ever feel calm
I can feel the sweat inside my palms
Play with me like cats and a string
You don't understand the pain it brings
You don't ever wanna give me wings
You don't ever wanna set me free

But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Baby you'll get, sick of being the monster out of my head, under my bed
Think you're something out of my nightmares, standing right there
But if I lay down, and I play dead, and I stay dead
Then will you get bored of killing me?
Then will you get bored of killing me?
Then will you get bored of killing me?
Then will you get bored of killing me?
Then will you get bored of killing me?