I kill myself in small amounts 
In each relationship it's not 
About love. 
Just another funeral and 
Just another girl left in tears. 
And I'm waiting 
With the sound turned off 
I'm waiting 
Like a glass balloon 
And I'm fading 
Into the void and then 
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone... 
They said that [bad word] s not hot 
They said that [bad word] s not hot 
I gave my soul to someone else 
She must have known that 
It was already sold. 
It was never about her, 
It was about the hurt. 
I'm waiting 
Like a glass balloon 
And I'm fading 
Into the void and then 
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone... 
They said that [bad word] s not hot 
They said that [bad word] s not hot 
I kill myself in small amounts 
In each relationship it's not 
About love. 
Just another funeral and 
Just another girl left in tears. 
And I'm waiting 
With the sound turned off 
I'm waiting 
Like a glass balloon 
And I'm fading 
Into the void and then 
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone... 
They said that [bad word] s not hot 
They said that [bad word] s not hot