I stopped leaving all the lights on
I stopped locking all the doors
I live in fields of unclaimed bodies
Not inclined to anymore

I think I shouldn’t have to tell you
Lots of things you make me say
I think that I’m not gonna name them
I think that you should go away

One day i woke up in your bedroom
You had torn up all the sheets
That’s when I realized what I’d done to you
And you had done to me

I think the years bit at my ankles
But domesticated us
And now I’m bleeding in your bathroom
And I don’t know what it’s from

Since when did everybody know
Exactly how to make me cry
I used to never do that sort of thing
And now I wonder why

I think this dopaminе addiction
That my friends all seem to have
Can make thеm really fun at parties
But when I’m home it makes me sad

Maybe that’s because
They went home with someone
Good for them
I hope they get their hit

But you’re still gone these days
Turns out when you say
What you feel
It makes it real and people leave
For good