we haven't talked in like five weeks except for some interactions that were brief and don't count by my arbitrary standards for social interraction god i love my arbitrary standards (don't you love, don't you love me?) i've been ignoring you for two weeks while it's not really been ignoring you've been in my dreams and i didn't want to i forgot and then i got anxious and then i forgot more and got more anxious (don't you love, don't you love) so i dance like **** ******* in my backyard flail my legs around life's not that hard if you if ignore everything that's bothering you you can ignore everything that's bothering you (where do you put the feeling? where do you draw the line? how do you stop the bleeding? i'm running out of time) i was going to write like a little second verse here but i decided that i didn't like the lyrics i wrote so i just left it like this (don't you love, don't you love me?) when do you think that it's all over when do you think we've reached the end chalk from the white cliffs of dover are you still are you still my friend (don't you love, don't you love) so i dance like **** ******* in my backyard flail my legs around life's not that hard i forgot the lyrics but that doesn't matter they didn't mean anything anyway where do you put the feelings? where do you draw the line? how do you stop the bleeding? i'm running out of time! when do you think that it's all over / we haven't talked in like five weeks when do you think we've reached the end / except for some interractions that were very breif chalk from the white cliffs of dover / and don't count by my arbitrary standards for social interraction are you still are you still my friend / god i love my arbitrary standards (stuttering) and when i'm dead carry on my head without a body and when i'm dead carry on my head without a body i'm trying a little bit something new i'm dying a little bit without you ohhhhhhhh when i'm lying there dead on the ground with my body on the floor and no one around will i decompose at night, what a gruesome sight will i decompose i disintegrate slowly ( don't you love) the clothes they fall right off my body (don't you love me) i am becoming one, with the ground (don't you love) i am becoming one (don't you love) we haven't talked in i don't know but it doesn't matter it's just for show and it's a little bit of this and that and it's a (1 2 3 (4)) so i dance like **** ******* in my backyard flail my legs around life's not that hard if you if ignore everything that's bothering you you can ignore everything that's bothering you (dance x ∞) your picture doesn't glow like it used to now you're just skeletons if i don't know what i used am i just a skeleton laa daaa daa daa dadadada daa daaa ohhhhh laaa daaa daa daa dadadada laa daaa ohhhh laa daa daa daa dadadada daa daaa ohhhh laa daaa daa daa dadadada laa daa ohhhh

god save the idiot poet with her stupid little musings but it's alright it's alright last night i dreamed about a dermatology lawsuit with a long lost beatles song it didn't make sense but in the moment nothing about it felt wrong i was at a wedding with an internet friend we didn't know who was getting married we talked for a while she was doing alright well except for her skin but that's to be expected well not really it's not like that in real life it's a take and steal life there's no such thing as real life god save the idiot poet with her stupid little musings but she's alright she's not alright after the wedding i think i went home but i can't tell you i don't really know i went and listened to the song that she won it was good but i don't remember how it goes mighta been like this (but probably not because it was the 60s) that picture doesn't glow like it used to now they're just skeletons that picture doesn't glow like it used to now they're just skeletons if i don't know what i used to am i just a skeleton you dig your grave you dig your grave you dig your grave you dig your own grave last night i dreamed about a dermatology lawsuit with a long lost beatles song it didn't make sense but in the moment nothing about it felt wrong i was at a wedding with an internet friend we didn't know who was getting married we talked for a while she was doing alright well except for her skin but that's to be expected

can you please keep talking to me drown out the sounds of an old kid's movie on a scratched up dvd i don't speak to you quite like me and i'm not really speaking at all and i'm not really speaking at all can you please keep talking to me if i close my eyes can you still see? the stress is killing me the best is not for me and i don't really know you and you don't really know me and when you tell me that you're doing fine i can hear it in your voice i can tell that it's a lie and if i had it in me to look you in the eyes i know i'd see it too can you please stop talking to me i don't wanna see it i don't want to you see you leave i'd rather see you happy i'd rather be unhappy

you wake up from like a really weird nightmare, and it's 5am, and the sun's starting to come up a little just enough to make it hard to fall back asleep but not enough to make it easy to wake up singing soft songs to a synchronized bomb as the world goes on and on and on god this is hopeless your pretty painted poetry is starting to grow on me well it's not anymore but it was when i wrote this lyric and i don't know how to be anything other than this cover up cover up now cover up c-cover up now keep one verse change the rest your voice doesn't work go get some death you'll never learn you'll never learn you'll never you aren't capable maybe i should've wrote these lyrics maybe i should've wrote this song maybe i should've not plagiarized from myself is it? i hid my corpse in a journal filled with drawn and painted characters (i don't think it is.) i'll record another part and i'll imagine a montage that's why it all changes so much it's showing progress i'm not making progress but we've all got lies i mean that's okay everything is gonna be better some day at least i hope and then i saw you there you were standing somewhere in my line of sight! and then i saw you there what the hell did i do this for! and then you descend down, down into the world, maybe it's the depths of hell maybe it's just a cave somewhere but down you go i'm making a movie with people you can't see and they look so distraught when you talk, when you talk talk talk to them (cover up, cover up now) behind the scenes footage, directors commentary, (cover up, c-cover up now) thrown in a fire thrown in a fire (cover up, cover up now) deleted scenes, things you'll never see, (cover up, c-cover up now) thrown in a fire thrown in a fire you still don't know where you are and you're still down down down down dead and the fire burns when it takes your flesh but you'll be reborn there is no more death and when you're down you can take one final breath this is not a way out this is just another way back in get you back to where you've been you can't escape life and then you don't know really know what happens cover me in the way you talk and the way you walk it's a way of life and let me know that you're there for me let me know that you're there oh what does it take to get away from here! (don't date people who like your music/art) and then you were reborn! (death is gone, left us here) and then there you were you standing right where you were meant to be! (death is gone, left us here)