Halsey - Bells in Santa Fe

Don't call me by my name

All of this is temporary

Watch as I slip away for your sake

All of this is temporary



Well, maybe I could hold you in the dark

You won't even notice me depart

Secondhand thread in a second hand bed

With a second man's head

Leaving through the door without a word

You won't even notice, little bird

Better off dead, so I reckon I'm headed to hell instead