Off the new EPĀ A Collection of Clowns, out 1/19/18.
Lyrics:
Loving you it seemed
Like listening to someone else’s dreams
You’re boring me to death
What was I really thinking of when you left?
But I miss you more and more
Like some bad prophecy
The fuck is this feeling for?
It won’t bring you back to me
Your shit don’t stink –
Staring down the toilet, not sure what to think
You’re a city on a hill
With minimum sentencing
I gave up meat and cheese
You gave up fitting in your jeans
Why’d you let yourself go?
My hatred’s busting at the seams
But I miss you more and more
Like some bad prophecy
The fuck is this feeling for?
It won’t bring you back to me
Your shit don’t stink –
Staring down the toilet, not sure what to think
You’re a smart and savvy girl
You’re a liberal fantasy
I’m not, I’m not moving on
The meme lives on after you’re gone
The inside joke’s outside
Getting hit with thundersnow and ice
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be dead
Before I’ll ever do time again
Was trading smokes for ice
Now my inside joke is outside
Loving you, in a way
I feel the same when I’m praying
Just bullshitting myself
Thinking I’ll be heard by someone else
But I miss you more and more
Like some bad prophecy
The fuck is this feeling for?
It won’t bring you back to me
Your shit don’t stink –
Staring down the toilet, not sure what to think
You turned my water into wine
You made an empty tomb out of me
Something I can’t believe