I kiss your picture
And I rip it up
And I miss your lovely voice
And it makes me throw up
And I can't even hear your name
It makes me forget my own
I was someone before you, and I'll be someone after you, but who?
Because of you, because of you
Everything that I am, everything that I'll never be
You slayed the beast of my anxiety, turned me into beauty
Then became the true beast
You dug me out from my hole in the ground,
Called me treasure,
Then pushed me back down
Took me to the moon, buried me underground
In your backyard beneath the flowers
Where you said we would make out for hours
