I got dead bugs on my windowsill
I guess they should've stayed away
I got bird **** on my windows too
and a leak I fixed with packing tape

A dead man haunts my dreams at night
he says "I thought you loved me true"
Been running from him for so long
but I think that he will catch me soon

I don't understand how the world could be so small
that all I see reminds me of you
and I don't understand how I could drive for so long
and still not escape the ghost of you.

I cannot accept the simple fact that you are gone
and I killed a man, I killed a man, I swear
Didn't mean to do it but that doesn't make it right
oh, I killed a man, there's nothing you can say.

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Did you think about your mother
when you sat in that garage?
Were you hoping that you'd never be forgot?
Well I hope you've found you got just what you want.

And if there's one thing that I've learned
it's how to run away from you
It's how to teach myself to never think again
about who I wish I'd be or what I'd do.

Please don't say I didn't love you,
I loved you more than I could bear.
I guess I thought it would be easier
to mend your broken heart without me there.

And if I had a single wish
I'd wish you right back here again
and though I couldn't say I'd change a single thing,
oh I wish I could at least have been your friend.

Did you think about your mother
when you sat in that garage?
Were you hoping that you'd never be forgot?
Well I hope you find you got just what you want.

You can find me if you try
safely hidden in these not(e)s
I cry, am not afraid to die.

And yet despite my intellect I find myself unlearning
through careful calculation of an unhealthy yearning
and I will always justify
and I won't feel bad about taking my time.

Let me comb your knots out.
I swear it won't hurt as much as you fear.

It's hard to keep ourselves alight
Impossible to shine
through all the darkest nights we've traveled
but I'll tend your fire if you tend mine.

I feel too much
You, not enough
You think too much
I, not enough

If my body is a cage
and if I cannot leave it
then I will bottle up my rage
and choose whether to free it.

And anger is a poison
and anger is a sin
so I will let it all go
before it does me in.

Yes.

I like you.

But you knew that already.

Once I knew I hated you.

I went a-walking through your dreams last night, you came a-knocking at my door.