I am dying of embarrassment, I’m dying of this hatred,
I can’t rest until you know this bitterness that I have tasted.
Such humiliation for the first and only time,
I’m obsessed with your self-righteousness cut in half by your smile.
Into the night, you’re getting harder to believe in,
You’re a cold and quiet paradise transfixed just by your breathing, into the night.
And you’re the one thing I don’t hate,
You’re a cold and quiet paradise my only true escape into the night.