I should be thinking about things that normal girls do
like homecoming or prom or high heeled shoes
i shouldn't be thinking about you
i shouldn't forgive you for the things that you do
when you should've been inside my head
you were on top of her bed
i shouldn't be thinking about how great it'd be to be dead
and i won't sleep until that hunger is fed
i can't get you out of my ******* head
i shouldnt be thinking about you

i'm trying to fix my relationships with
the things that i say i hate
i love you, allergies.
thank you for
letting me know when the seasons are changing
i love you, split ends
thank you for
telling me i need a haircut
i love you, sore throat
thank you for
making me stop screaming
i love you, ****** internet
thank you for
making me go outside
i love you, mommy
thank you for
everything
i love you, girl he cheated with
thank you for
making me realize i wasn't the first choice
and i love you, baby
thank you for
breaking my heart

please tell your ghost to stop following me
and whispering in my ears
that i was not good enough
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and calling me sweetheart
and putting his hands all over me
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and watching me while i cry
about how i miss you
please tell your ghost to stop following me
and laying in bed with me
keeping me from closing my eyes
please tell your ghost to stop following me
if i can't have you
then i don't want your
ghost

i fall off the planet for weeks at a time,
everyone's wondering why
where's she gone? what happened?
i'm probably just somewhere napping
i''m probably cuddling up with the man on the moon
and smoking blunts with all the stars in the room
i'm probably taking rounds of shots
i'm not cutting anybody off'
just consider me absent and forget me til we meet eyes again
meanwhile im gonna be making new friends
with martians and mushrooms
i'll probably be dead soon

pathetic magestic
unenergetic
horrendous poetic
prophetic
emphathetic
thats seven rhymes for unapologetic
and i cant forget it
got to forget it
tragedy is aesthetic
this is unexepected
theres no way to do this nicely but i gotta end it

sever forever
it upsets her
how quickly i surrender
and let her
forget her
just bent her just felt her
oh yeah babe thats clever
never ever ever
you can catch me whenever
wherever
calm endeavors
however
but i got no love for you
whatsoever

i wonder when my skin will feel safe and comfortable again
i know you don't want to be
in this small room that smells like
my grandmother's clothes
(she died five years ago, did you know?)
your hands are on me and we can go ahead and pretend it feels natural
we're kids playing at being grown ups
with mommys high-heels
they have you walking on hell and the shoes are much too big
for your little feet
and the boys, wearing their father's ties which are much too long
they've got daddy's guns too, in the trunk
they've got daddy's drinking habits too
and you've got your big sister's cigarettes
why do they call it seven minutes in heaven when
this feels much more like the
firey place they call hell
we're all smiling, we're all laughing
we're upside down and floating in the sky
asking ourselves why
because we're too shy to say these words
aloud
too high to say these words
underground
we can leave the closet now,
its been far past seven minutes

what do i want for christmas?
santa wants to know
i want chains and whips and lots of blow
i wanna x out the christ and call it xmas
i wanna stop thinking about all the exes i miss
i want stale smoke and sloppy kisses
i want fist fights and sneak disses
i don't want no jolly ****,
i want some of that molly ****
so if that fat **** with a beard wants to shimmy down my chimney,
tell him im not interested if he doesn't have whiskey
i won't bake no cookies for that cheerful *****
**** christmas it's halloween and i'm a witch
i wanna stop feeling suicidal
i wanna be my own teen idle
so if you really wanna get me something i want,
roll up a couple fat thick blunts.
some self confidence,
and someone to ****.

i've always loved adventure, so i tried falling in love
i wouldn't call it falling, really
more of a plummet
into an abyss i can't get out of
yeah, love is an adventure
but i'm lost
and you won't give me the ******* map

**** me goodbye since that's all you came here for
lock the door
nobody knows they can't see
we got so high we smoked trees
we called it a forest fire
you stupid, ***** liar
we smoked til I cried and begged you not to leave
I swear I'm not as crazy as I seem
we coulda called it making love
if we didn't hate each other more every time we ******
we coulda lasted for ever
we coulda been real special

He taught you about cars; tell us about how you've started
bleeding motor oil.
Remember the days after he left?
How it took your car half an hour to start?
You were like that in those times too, you know.
You were trying to find a reason to get out of bed.
He doesn't call anymore,
so there's no need to see the sunlight.
Your mother's been worrying. she's been terrified.
You smoke those pipes so much;
she's scared you'll see a glimpse of him
in the ******* exhaust pipe.
There's no need to worry,
though. You're not lonely.
You've made a friend, in one of those pipes.
You named it Caesar. Et tu, Brute?
Brutus was his friend. Come on, Romans.
Don't let him get away with this. Stabbed
33 times.
Obituaries lose details as the
time passes.
He was your biggest supporter
when you found out even he wanted you dead;
you stopped fighting for your life.
Burn the body
Burn the ashes.

i'll be 23 at a liquor store on my way to a party
the boy who i'm with will think my name is sorry
maybe the cuts will be scars by then
but that doesn't mean i'll be better
i still won't know how to be sober
i'll be in a stranger's bathroom
crying my eyes out,
they'll think it's just the shrooms
but it'll be you, it'll always
be you
i'll talk about the boy who didn't love me back
even with *** and alcohol in the equation.
maybe i'll be okay then,
but it'll never hurt less

vibrations
in my head, I feel wavelengths
with every movement
I feel at peace
I have lost all knowledge of the words
"comfort" and "discomfort"
I only Am.
I Am Earth, and I Am God.
I Am everybody,
I Am no one.
I could Be a mountain.
or a canyon,
if I Tried.