| The room’s new carpet, and the walls' apartment hue add to the visitor feeling
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| I’m used to
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| The morning window’s freezing from outside. |
| It wakes me up
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| Wasting air to the falling light
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| Angel, you picked me up but the devil wants me too
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| I never gave a fuck, so why the fuck should you?
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| I awoke in a fog with an ache, at a loss
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| You were faking through relationships to rot
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| This is not my home anymore
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| All my accomplishments are joined with asterisks
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| So in a few years they’re meaningless
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| Darling, I can’t erase it, but could you forget my lies?
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| We were the slut and the self-made mess
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| Please know I tried
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| Smile, smile
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| Smile for all
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| I can’t smile anymore
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| I skip rocks to mock the clashing tide
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| It’s encroaching on our side
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| The wave parade is drowning me out too
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| It breaks me up
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| Wish I could have done more to you
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| They used your body up, leaving your guts dry
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| But you never gave a fuck, so why the fuck should I?
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| Now the face escapes me, but the shame’s forever
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| When I get the nerve to test the death for life renewal
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| You’ll find me lying at the bottom of the pool
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| And when I’m face down in that water, don’t pick me up
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| Cause I’ll be face down in that water next to you
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| It will be better underwater
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| Don’t pick me up |