I Saw Your Locket Hanging Itself

Do you like the way I do my hair or the clothing that I wear
Or the fact I paint my fingernails and don't care for my details
Does the way I whisper drive you mad or send shivers down your spine
Do you like the way I hurt myself when I'm acting out of line
And if I don't cooperate is it something that you hate
Just like the way that conversations are what I appreciate

Do I make you lay awake in your bed
Wishing I was his body instead
And for every time that I was never right, it
Never seems worth the sleepless nights

Well you spellchecked every message and I read between the lines
Sniffed out every few sentences to analyze my crime
And if there's something to be learned like a lesson on before
Then I guess I am your first student
First of many more

And I got such bad marks in all your classes
Give them to me, place them on my wrists
Ahahah

And for every nightmare that I manifest
There's always dreams of how I get to rest
And for every time I think I won't go down, I
Will get knocked twice as much as before

When girls in sweatshirts nurse the dark and host weddings in their hands
Their victims try to run away and start changing all their plans
And when they hear those virgin chests that beat with clarity
They cater to their weaknesses, seductive as can be

And I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta do this to me"
I said, "Honey, do you really gotta"
Alright

I saw your locket hanging itself
Underneath your picture on the shelf