I want you to come and say, " I love you." I want you stay and say, " You're something I'll get used to. " But I know things are different and better if I go because I will Black your heart and tear your Lungs; I am secondhand cigarette smoke. You are strong and I am weak. I need you more than you need me. Pressing flowers in my skull to Remember there is something lovely inside of me. There are caverns in my bones filled with water and all I'm asking of You is to hold your breath a little while longer While I frantically prepare myself for drowning. I have no other fantasies than to Die with you, or have you die with me. You are strong and I am weak. I need you more than you need me. Pressing flowers in my skull to Remember there is something lovely inside of me.