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She made a grave mistake introducing us While he’s rolling in his grave That zombie boy won’t leave me alone He’ll asphyxiate in the planetary graveyard of us

Wish they’d stop trying to trade me for some sheep to men that I don’t even want I’m too busy counting them to go to sleep Because where were the suitors when I couldn’t get off the bathroom floor? Wasting time waiting for the waves to crash into me again I’m fading away while he paints me melodramatically black and white

Used to torture myself choosing to see you every week Now I pretend to laugh at photos my friends send to make me feel better Now I have panic attacks when I see you in the strangers at bars Listening to eternal sunshine on repeat hoping it makes me feel better Wish I could sit in my bed for a week Stare at the walls and throw darts at their pictures But I think if the world blew up tomorrow I’d call you