The Usual Post-midnight Melodrama

This is the last time I fall for you.
Cause I love the way you say goodnight,
But I hate the way you say goodbye.

This is the last time I fall for you
Count ceiling tiles to get me through.
How long has this been going on?
How fucked up is this all?

So walk on by.
Close the door.
Leave me with the memories.
That I don’t know what to do with.

A smile cuts more than a scream.
And you’re leaving me bleeding.
All over the bedsheets.

There’s always price for laughter.
We pay in blood to keep ourselves happy.
There’s always a price.

I’ve grown tired of talking.
So keep walking.

Clock on the wall says half past two.
The ticket in my wallet says I’m just passing through.
And I’m done.
Passing through to you.

And I’m done.
I’m done,
Falling for you.