It's about bein in love It's about bein in hate It's about not wanting to miss you It's about wanting you dead Push the walls open I wanna see my memories bleed No, I don't remember you ever loving me I think that's your fucking fantasy I think you want everything Push the walls open I wanna see my memories bleed No, I don't remember you ever loving me I remeber the back of your head Leaving And now I am quite sure you want Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything, everything, everything, everything Outta me