Gm F#m Em C It just repeats that the whole time. It's about being in love It's about being 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 remember the back of your head Leaving And now I am quite sure you want Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything, everything, everything, everything Outta me
