i want to squeeze myself
between your gap teeth
i want all of your dreams
to be about me when you sleep

there's someone living inside of me
my friends think it's just the poppy seeds
all of them talking down on me
like they're occupying hockey seats
i'm telling you
there's more than just one part of me
it feels like my souls been split
possibly for three
this is the dilemma i face
exhaustion always awaits
if man is 5 then why am i 8?

you want commitment?
i think its too soon
you said you’re so glad you found me
but now you’re feeling down
clown, clown, clown

im sorry…
i have been
in a really bad head space
the past few days
like sylvia plath
sticking her head in an oven
type of bad

body parts are scattered

i collect you
i put you back together

your limbs are torn and tattered
but i still love you

a little formaldehyde will make you better
sutures rip through

and im still stuck on you
funeral home blues

a wave that crashes over me
it drowns me violently

the salty water burns
my nose my throat i choke

and they cant hear me scream
but i still beg and i still plead

im out of my mind
youre wasting my time
so please leave a message
or ill see you in heaven

he said it was a mistake
he said it was fake
he said he has a girl at home
and that he cant go on
i hope you understand

well i understand
i was just a toy
for another broken man

so i spiral down again
so i feel bad again
the sky turns ruby red
thanks to you my darling