As you lay me into bed,
I feel the mobile brush my neck,
It aches, it aches, it aches,
I accentuate my smile

Supple skin and prickly hairs,
I can feel him lying there,
An infant born in fumes,
Liquor stinging at the wounds,

I’m as scared as I once was,
Kiss me gently or just leave,
I know I’m such a pain,
I feel my eyes well up,

As though the glass that slams the table’s
Yours
As though the door that stops my heart
And breaks the silence, god, I know it’s not you,

Where’d the child go
When baby it was never really there
I know, I know,
It’s heavy with your chin on your shoulder,
And girl, it hurts like hell

When it’s time to leave,
What will you tell ‘em? That it’s just not working out?
You lie, and you go,
Alone again, they’re never enough for you,
They’re just like him,

When you die alone,
oh will you please admit it’s all your fault?
Go cry, dumbshit,
We’ve had enough of your pity parties,
You did this to yourself