...But I´m Dying Songtext / Lyric

I'm tired of living in your constellation

Most of your friends, they still don't know my name

I've never been good at orbiting

And everything you say is Greek to me

So why don't I blow the lid off this can of worms?

I think there might be a prize at the bottom

It's a Cracker Jack deal

I'll be free and you'll be rid of me

Everything's gold on the surface of the moment

But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will

And when my day comes crashing down

At 3 a.m., without a sound

You're fast asleep... but I'm dying.



You're making me laugh

But I don't want to laugh anymore

People laugh when they don't really know the score

And laughing is just one step away

From crying... and I don't want to do that today

A bit of a piece of a fragment of you is enough

I can file it away with the last six months

In a tattered envelope

Stuck away in a book that I never read

Everything's gold on the surface of the moment

But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will

And when my day comes crashing down

At 3 a.m., without a sound

You're fast asleep... but I'm dying.



I had a dream last night 'bout an angel

She was laughing at me, but so sweetly

Then she kicked me out the door

I fell out of bed and now my ribs are sore

Everything's gold on the surface of the moment

But I take my coffee much blacker than you ever will

And when my day comes crashing down

At 3 a.m., without a sound

You're fast asleep, but I'm dying

You're doing fine, but I'm dying.