I stretch out of my bed
Pretend like the space is my preference
Really I'd do with anything
For less room
I'd love to be
With somebody
Who doesn't remind me
Of you
I've had enough of this taste
I have to get it out of my mouth
But no matter what I try
My compass is always pointing south
I'm pallet clensing all day
Trying so hard to drink it all away
Buy a plot at the graveyard
That's shaped like me
So many fish in the sea
Too bad I'm no good at swimming
The wind is whipping
Here comes the tide
I need to be
Okay with me
Before I can
Find the time
I've had enough of this taste
I have to get it out of my mouth
But no matter what I try
My compass is always pointing south
I'm pallet clensing all day
Trying so hard to drink it all away
Buy a plot at the graveyard
That's shaped like me