It's like I've been dead and hung up since May As your mind unwinds and then starts to fray As I'm laying slightly off-center in my room Counting tiny little craters embedded in my wall I just haven't been eating at all I'm still trying to make sense of this I feel like shit So should I hollow out the floor And take my place laying down Where no one can hear me Like a dog leaves a bone You have left me alone Deep underground You will find that I was proud Watch out for me, I'm just walking pain And in two months straight you won't feel the same As when we stuck plastic stars upon the ceiling I wish I took them with me but I left them there I just haven't been sleeping at all I'm still trying to make sense of this I feel like shit So perpetually Like a dog leaves a bone You have left me alone Deep underground You will find that I was proud As this pain riddles my chest Are you still eating sour lemons Whilst cooking in the kitchen And your dilated eyes Are welling up with water For reasons I should have known