This is an extremely personal song
I've come to not expect an answer
Lying lifeless, open, dying on the bed
Were just for a few words
I could stop pacing around this empty apartment
I never meant all that I said
What you heard was just fear spewing from my head
Oh, I dissolve in times like these
Why cover the walls when you're practically asking me to leave
I finally got my answer
Stopped my pacing and sat down at the desk
Trying to think of clever ways
To spill my guts into ****ing napkins
When this is over
Juturna, pour life into me
He died in the courthouse
I'm hoping you believe he wasn't me
I know you do
And I know that you meant what you said
In my arms on the side of the bed
Oh, I dissolve
(this was literally written on napkins)