2006

70 miles from home and I'm not on my way
I think I'd rather be anywhere else than corners
Spinning as I lay in the side of your bed
You allow me to, and listen to you breathe
'Cause your air is mine

So, I'll try and try, and try not to think of the carpet I could sleep on back in 2006
Back in 2006, when I didn't feel shit instead of bleeding for you
Break my bones 'cause my marrow is yours, yours, yours
Yours, yours
Yours, yours

70 miles from home and I want to go back to everything I hate
The subway's crawling with bugs, and my mouth's full of moths
And I'm showing up late

I never learned how to fill all those boxes in my calendar
But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter
My days are yours, yours
My days are yours, yours

Anyway, I don't want you to give a fuck about me
You, you can't see
You should go to sleep
You should let me be

Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!



Credits
Writer(s): Juno Moreno, Taryn Gangi
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