Bury me standing under your window with the cinder block in hand
  Yeah cause no one will ever feel like this again
  And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you
  I must have dragged my guts a block... they were gone by the time we (talked)...
    I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
  But you know that I could crush you with my voice
    Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
  Hide the details I don't want to know a thing
    I hate the way you say my name like it's something secret
  My pen is the barrel of the gun. Remind me which side you should be on
    I wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel.
      [ Thanks El for correction ]