We were sat out on her rooftop Your head melted into mine I thought we looked like two dead people Who think they're still alive I found myself drowning In the oceans in her hair Try to find the deep end But I see angels everywhere This sick, sad feeling that I know where you've been Put a salt line outside your room So no one comes in Before I leave I see the sea on your skin The water's so cold and it won't let me in I guess you want it till you have it then you're not sure if you Want it anymore I guess you want it till you have it then you're not sure if you Want it anymore Repetition kills us daily, one foot in the grave The other out the door I guess you want it till you have it then you're not sure if you Want it anymore Maybe 42 means everything I guess that's all we Really know for sure Truth be told I'm fucking freezing And my fingertips just Keep on breaking off