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