I, your name, do solemnly swear Not to off myself, think about offing myself Or continue thinking about offing myself Without reaching out for help after listening to this song Sometimes I see her on the sidewalk, biking on the wet chalk Spelling out their names, and I feel insane 'Cause I know it's just a game that I'm playing with my brain I don't see her, but I see her And I know it isn't real, but I fake it anyway Pull a smile and wave, nod and look away Wait for it to fade, but it happens all the time People say it's fine, my roommate says they're killing us But we're killing ourselves, I'm surrounded by Dead girls on the road Dead girls on my phone Dead girls, where do they go? All of the fucking dead girls all around Dead girls in my town Dead girls, I don't know Dead girls, where do they go? And it'd be wrong to say I miss them, I didn't really know them I just have a couple friends who say they knew them well They seem like something special, really, don't they all?