There’s not much left
Post spending spree
I have spent so many
dollars/hours/hearts
finally broke, i guess
I’ll cut my spending in half

Can’t half a soul
Can’t half a heart
Halfway heartless, I’ve been called
So
walk the park we lied in / in the city that you’ll die in
But not me.

I’m going North
to find the right trees
I was barking up the wrong one
All along.

So I will walk these empty streets
This isn’t home, never will be
Thank goodness for that

I went to your house tonight
and cried at you
Then I left again

It would have been nice
if you hadn’t left
telling me to when
I was in front of you
But nah

So I will walk these empty streets
I will see everything
That your eyes do
And I will craft a newfound hatred
for all I’ve left behind

Tonight I’m crawling, high in the clouds
You could have just
Let me down easy

But no.

So I will toss in this boy’s sheets
and kiss lips that aren’t yours
I guess this is goodbye, my love
I hope she’s what you’re looking for.