falling out

are you getting sick of me yet?
have i fallen out of your head yet?
i can't make the sentences, seconds count
my heart's broken out in a cold sweat
mascara's dripping, stress mounts
and i'm losing grip on my wit
you'll like me more than i like you
or i'll drown in you before i see i'm sinking

don't leave me hanging off the tip of your tongue
and i won't leave you chained in the center of my chest
i wanna be the best
damn thing you've ever seen
kill me before the final act of this dream.
i can feel you moving away from me
i want you oh so desperately to stay
so i can hate you
before you can hate me.