It's been awhile, so how are things? Last time we talked, but mostly screamed I'm sorry if I seem a bit surprised to see You haven't turned to stone And I know what's done is done It's in the past, and we've moved on I heard that you skipped town, Got lost and never found At least a boy can dream Like maybe you'd walk into oncoming traffic Maybe you'd choke on some lie that you told Maybe you'll drown in a strong undercurrent, Or die burning bridges alone I wish I never knew your name, your face I'd be better off without the way your taste Never left my mouth And all your friends I hate can dig a hole to Hell, And wait for you to make it home So take your guilt and memories Keep smoking reds and think of me I should've had enough the first time we broke up Now I can't stop wishing That maybe you'd fall from a ten story building, Or break your own neck twisting words like you do Maybe you'll die isolated and lonely Nothing left by the time they find you I wish I never knew your name, your face I'd be better off without the way your taste Never left my mouth And all your friends I hate can dig a hole to Hell, And wait for you to make it home I wish I never knew your name I'd blame you to death