Comfort in Misery

Everyone's calling me on my phone

Telling me things I already know

Help me find my way home

It's quarter past 12, and I wanna be alone, wanna be alone

Wanna be alone

Just tell me that you hate me

Just tell me that you won't leave

There's lies in your guilty

God-damn it, I can't breathe

Cheap cigarettes and gasoline

If I comfort, comfort and misery

We were dancing with the devil in the winter snow

He's raising hell calling you asshole

There was once a breath inside that night

Now it's empty with some pride and some lies, some pride and lies

Pride and lies

Just tell me that you hate me

Just tell me that you won't leave

There's lies in your guilty

God-damn it, I can't breathe

Cheap cigarettes and gasoline

If I comfort, comfort of misery

Just tell me that you need me

Just tell me that you want me

There's lies in your guilty

God-damn it, I can't breathe

Cheap of cigarettes and gasoline

If I comfort, comfort and misery