[Lyric] Candy Wife Wears The Pants (Palette Knife)

Cross-faded on fortune cookie fortunes and seasonal depression you’ll find me in the audience of your snapchat stories twice as drunk and half as cool. Is it selfish to think that there is something wrong with me as I watch you scrape amnesia off your heels. I finally know how I made you feel

I tried once again to hold someone but I felt nothing then slept for a year. Now I don’t try to hold anyone out of fear that I might be gutted for good. I can make my own oxytocin, it’s not like I’m missing more you will always be someone I make myself a cicada for

Trying not to throw up as I fold up all your blankets and tidy up your living room; the liquid’s gone, I drank it. So scared of telling you goodbye cause I’ll hug you for way too long. The bottom line is chemistry, you catalyze the joy in me. So numb to everyone I meet. Just give it up please–hear me out now. The abstract is I couldn’t come, and facing fear I always run. Scar I gave was numbered one. Drunk with you was always fun

If you had a patronus I’m not sure what you’d do. But I’m pretty sure mine would now be that too