My day was so mundane, I don't think I left the house Drank a pot of coffee, tried to write, nothing came out Somehow, it's the weekend, I'm still bored out of my skull And I went to a party but only on principle Empty, look at me I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track I feel dirty, I feel rotten, and the colors are all flat I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains But that's just a thing that happens when my When my baby goes away When my baby goes away He goes away Everything feels moldy like the fruit that's in my fridge And everything that's funny, I wish I could tell to him And sometimes, at a low point, I even wish for tragedy 'Cause I know he'd come over and take real good care of me It's so weird, he's not here I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track I feel dirty, I feel rotten, and the colors are all flat I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for bra...
So I guess that it's true Time can heal even the worst of wounds And the clichés I knew Seemed so commonplace when I saw you Let's just walk in the dark Hop the fence in the park Baby boy, honeybee God, I love the way you look at me And it's too hard to describe this In a way that feels honest But even when I'm quiet I love you, baby, I promise And I hope I never see what your face looks like going A face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowing Here's to hoping Pick me up, walk me home Man, it feels like God threw me a bone Sticky sweet, tangerine Would you sit and keep me company? In the dark, I'm not scared I just reach and you're right there Shooting stars, racing cars Everything I own just feels like ours It's too hard to describe this In a way that feels honest But even when I'm quiet I love you, baby, I promise And I hope I never see what your face looks like going A face I swear that I could spend my whole life knowing Here's to h...