In the day I'll throw up in the bathroom
It's okay to stay in here
Cream-colored stall
Knees pressed against the wall
My body craves confinement
Fist clenched tight
When you turn off the lights
My body melts into fog
Jump in the ocean water at 3am
Wipe sand off both your shoulders
Until you finally breath again
And when it's dark I'll finally go outside
Put on my denim jacket and watch my shoes collide
With the asphalt
I know it's my fault I can't handle anything at all
So take my hands and try to read skin topography
Fucked up over your palms
Tattoo these lines back into curves
Don't care if it hurts
I'm done feeling like this
Can't tell you what's been going on
Can't tell you anything
You think too much