Please Ignore My Rotting Milkshake (feat. Madeline Cyrille Miller)

In the foothills of the valley, that's where the cops can find your body
And in a hole there right beside it, is everything you took from me

Somewhere in the valley, down in the valley

Please excuse my rotting milkshake sitting in the corner room
Cause I haven't moved

And I have 559 fucks to give, not one of them involving you
You beat me black and blue

Please ignore my rotting milkshake sitting in the corner of the room
Cause I haven't moved

And I've spent days and nights wondering if I ever meant anything to you

But we know it's not true
Yeah, just like you

Please don't go
You know I have to go
Please don't go
All my stories been told

Please don't go
You gotta just let go
Please don't go
Yeah, my stories been told

Please don't go
You know I have to go

Please don't go

Do you think I'm pretty?

Cause I think I'm pretty
Yeah, I think I'm pretty
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh