Well im always hungry but whats food to a ghost I don’t know how I feel or what I want the most And I don’t know what is real But I memorized my bathroom floor somehow im sure that Ive been here before All alone again with my back against the door But hes my only friend so I guess that’s why Im always running back to him again Breaking it down, im breaking down
Is that me? Is it really me? I don’t think that I want it to be Staring back from the dirty water in the kitchen sink with a Face full of regret and a mouth full of expletives
And that night you said fuck the stars theyre jealous Anyway they never have anything good to say Theyre desperate and old and they are dying all alone in a cold black hole And your horoscope was an empty threat Why don’t you make good on your broken promises? Im coming to collect
Is that me? Is it really me? I don’t think that I want it to be Staring back from the dirty water in the kitchen sink With a face full of regret and a mouth full of expletives Oh and nervous energy. You’ve got some nerve.