i saw you leave, why’d you slip home
the ground’s full of holes that silently soak up your name like you’re at home
why’d you leave, why’d you change your name
“i still love you, baby”
then why’d you … my
yeah i followed you home. i followed you through your garden and watched you grow
silverware hurts your head? well your tile floor hurts mine
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why’d you leave. my doll
im so tired of sleeping alone, i know
you’re made of paper
fold you up like a plane and throw you over the wall
silverware hurts your head? well your tile floor hurts mine
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trim your fingers to the wood and i’ll forget you tried to choke me like a cigarette
im so tired of sleeping alone