Untitled, Undecided
There's never been an easier way to say goodbye
When all my feelings are twisted and tied up on the inside
I'd ponder apathy and how I got this way
A disembodied voice with so much to say
But that don't mean a thing
Because I'm dead in most regards
Social isolation
A cataclysmic disregard
But maybe this time you'll notice the lights flickering outside
And how the wind blows so much colder when he's kissing you goodnight
Oh just this time
I'm gonna haunt you
You sit alone in your bedroom
Eating Ben N' Jerry's and binge watching old cartoons
It's nothing new, it's nothing new
And it's a fact that you don't care about the way that your hair falls
Into place like you've got it all figured out
How's the taste of three day old chocolate cherry in your mouth
I heard you told your friends that you don't wanna see me
Hanging on a rope that's just a thread by now
Couldn't bear the fact that you would ever leave me
Still I trace the words right from your mouth
And maybe I could be a contender for poltergeist of the year
I'd be front page, newsstand worthy
I'd throw away all my fears
And in the interview they'd ask me
How I ever made it this far
And I'd tell em I learned to get past all the times you blew me off
When all my feelings are twisted and tied up on the inside
I'd ponder apathy and how I got this way
A disembodied voice with so much to say
But that don't mean a thing
Because I'm dead in most regards
Social isolation
A cataclysmic disregard
But maybe this time you'll notice the lights flickering outside
And how the wind blows so much colder when he's kissing you goodnight
Oh just this time
I'm gonna haunt you
You sit alone in your bedroom
Eating Ben N' Jerry's and binge watching old cartoons
It's nothing new, it's nothing new
And it's a fact that you don't care about the way that your hair falls
Into place like you've got it all figured out
How's the taste of three day old chocolate cherry in your mouth
I heard you told your friends that you don't wanna see me
Hanging on a rope that's just a thread by now
Couldn't bear the fact that you would ever leave me
Still I trace the words right from your mouth
And maybe I could be a contender for poltergeist of the year
I'd be front page, newsstand worthy
I'd throw away all my fears
And in the interview they'd ask me
How I ever made it this far
And I'd tell em I learned to get past all the times you blew me off
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Writer(s): Nick Washburn
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