How am I supposed to breathe? I try to relax. I touch your still frame So I can watch you closer And study the ways I believe I belong to you... to you... I scratch at your waist line... your doll hair I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow So I make you my religion, my collision, my escape goat So have I found your secret weak spot, baby? () Can you pretend I'm amazing? I can pretend I'm amazing... Instead of what we both know Instead of what we both know I cut to the punch line baby Can we pretend I'm amazing Instead of what we both know And now our history is for sale And for that I apologize You see you're my only know how The study of when I believed I belonged to you... to you... You see I've made you into something delicious, My sweet ghost So have I found your secret weak spot, baby? ()