The Milk

I drop the milk right in front of your desk
But it didn't crack
It only dented the plastic
I'm crushed
'Cause it's so pedantic, I could
Curl up in a ball of embarrassment

I'm ready for a break
I could snap in super 8
I can feel it on my tongue
The sentimental energy numb
The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath
Dropped the milk but the nerves, they haven't gone yet

We're lost
I know
I'm too cut off
We're bombs
But I float
My fuse is too long

I grab the context off the floor from your eyes and
I wish I'd picked the self-service line
I quiver at the inevitability of another guess
'Cause you could laugh it up
Talk about me with your friends

I'm ready for a break
I could snap in super 8
I can feel it on my tongue
The sentimental energy numb
The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath
Dropped the milk (hah!)
But the nerves, they haven't gone yet

We're lost
I know
I'm too cut off
We're bombs
But I float
My fuse is too long
My fuse is too long

I'm ready for a break
I could snap in super 8
I can feel it on my tongue
The sentimental energy numb
The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath
Dropped the milk but the nerves, they haven't gone yet
Oh no, they haven't gone yet

We're lost
I know
I'm too cut off
We're bombs
But I float
My fuse is too long

We're lost
And I'm scared
I don't know what's going on
In my head
But my heart knows exactly what's wrong
My fuse is too long