I’ll make my own footsteps in the sand. Stomp on your dreams for me. Spit on the corpse of what should have been. And live my life care fucking free.
‘cos I kinda hate everyone I know. And lately I’ve been feeling so low. Come get inside my bed, You make me feel dead, By being out there in the unknown.
And then you finally found me, pretending to sleep. You said such nice things about me, I felt guilty and cheap. You took two steps to the kitchen, and just stared at the sink. I couldn’t hold back a smile, I still wish I could have seen you Having sex in the morning, your love was foreign to me. It made me think maybe human is not such a bad thing to be. But I just laid there in...