I wonder if he played that song we used to sing. I bet she likes it too and The only one thing you know how to cook. I'm sure she's sick of it But still says it's good. It's been five months nine hours 42 seconds It's been five months nine hours 42 seconds Felt home Do you miss me Do you miss me in your bed the way we talk all night the way I'd give you Do you think that she's alone or do you just pretend and when she says it's love Will you think of me instead? Initials around my neck one of a kind she have one yet and They charge a rent to sleep at your house, and if she's ever late I bet you kick her out six times 42 seconds It's been five months nine hours 42 seconds Let go Me in your bed the way we talk all night But did you pretend Death, death, will you think of me instead? I'd don't miss being hated I'd don't miss fighting your war You miss me in your sheets Bet you miss me in your bed The way we talk all night The way I give you head Do you think that she's the one? Or do you just pretend? And when she says it's love Will you think of me instead? Death, death, will you think of me instead? Will you think of me?