No Vanity Paroles

Paranoid and I'm so tired
Memories are not divine
'Cause all of them are dry and died

Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now, I feel it will be yours
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to—

I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I Withered battles fall like feathers
As she left (She left)

Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now, I feel it will be yours
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to live it all
So I choose to live it all

I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

She said, "Wish upon a star"
She said, "Wish upon a star"
As she shot right through my heart
As she shot right through my
Shot right through my
Shot right through my
Shot right through my
Shot right through my heart

I sit there, I'm waiting for a callback
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything

I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there, I'm waiting for a call back
A little death is sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything