If melancholy thoughts could make me die,

I’d think of when you walked away and made me cry.

If only there was pensive suicide.

I’d crawl inside my head.

My thoughts of you are where I’d hide.

Of thoughts of love could kill, I’d be dead.

If dreaming of your smile was as poisonous as your kiss,

I’d be basking in a sweet eternal bliss.

If only there was pensive suicide.

I’d crawl inside my head.

My thoughts of you are where I’d hide.

Of thoughts of love could kill, I’d be dead.

Jesus won’t you please be kind.

Take me away with his smile on my mind.

If only there was pensive suicide.

I’d crawl inside my head.

My thoughts of you are where I’d hide.

If thoughts of love could kill,

Oh if only they could kill,

I’d already be dead.

Jesus won’t you please be kind.

Take me away with his smile on my mind.

Oh pensive suicide.

Pensive

Oh

Suicide