If I hold my breath any longer
I might just disappear

In a crowded room, with a locked door
Smell of perfume, in her hair
I cast a gaze, absent of direction
And she catches my one eye

Too loud, somewhere quiet would be, alright
Just let me grab my phone, slip off my ring

It's a bit dark in here, I thought
We were gonna have an intimate chat
But I, wasn't aware that, we'd be
Using our bodies to communicate

(The sounds)

This shouldn't hurt as much as it does
Fingernails scrapping across my heart
No this, is wrong, but it's too late now

(If I can't get out soon...)

I don't think, it even, matters
I'm at a loss for a words
Feeling something like regret
But I, I can't even move

This shouldn't hurt as much as it does
Pale flesh lying on top of my own
No this, can't be, but it's too late now

(If I only was thinking clearer...)

So she said, it could have been better
Had he, not been, so uptight, wound up
Like a kid spinning a swing

But does it even, matter?

(The sounds)

I don't think, it even matters
I don't think, it even, matters
I...don't...know...

Pressure into my skin, I can't remember my own name
I whisper what I think is a question only to get hit in response
And it's mind over matter, but I can't forget this time

And it doesn't, doesn't, does matter