Our history is written on the lines of your Back seat And if I die this Halloween would you miss me? Or tell everyone that I know I am missing from you Breathe the cold air Knocking at your front door Telling you to wake up when you're sober Does it chill your bones? Cuz my skeleton shakes Disregard the sound that make What if we took our time To see ourselves in a new light? Truth is (it takes one to know one) You'd kill us both (two takes to feel alive) But I'm down with your judgement (three hits to get pieced out) Breathe the cold air Knocking at your front door Telling you to wake up when you're sober Does it chill your bones? Cuz my skeleton shakes What if we took our time To see ourselves in a new light Truth is (it takes one to know one) You'd kill us both (two takes to feel alive) But I'm down with your judgement (three hits to get pieced out) Our history still written on the cracks of your Front teeth And when I died last Halloween you weren't with me So tell everyone that I'm better off Missing from you