Gm F#m Em C

It just repeats that the whole time. 
It's about being in love
It's about being in hate
It's about not wanting to miss you
It's about wanting you dead 

Push the walls open
I wanna see my memories bleed
No, I don't remember you ever loving me
I think that's your fucking fantasy
I think you want everything 

Push the walls open
I wanna see my memories bleed
No, I don't remember you ever loving me
I remember the back of your head
Leaving 

And now I am quite sure you want
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Outta me