Anxious

I’m an anxious little mess

I listen to the neighbours having sex

And even at my best

I’m still obsessing over unread texts

I feel just like my dad

Trying to regain what I’ve never had

Sometimes I get so sad

Coz I can’t control the way that I am

Someday you’ll get on some plane

And I’m not sure I’ll see you again

It’s all a gas man, it’s alright

I’m just trying to stay out of my own mind

Didn’t think you’d leave so soon

After Saatchi that one afternoon

And that one halloween

Where you were Trump and I was Kim Jong Un

You’re like a big beam of light

Baby when you’re gone will you say you were mine

Coz I’m like a big black hole

Someday you’ll get on some plane

And I’m not sure I’ll see you again

It’s all a gas man, it’s alright

I’m just trying to stay out of my own mind

(You’re hand’s so cold on my ego

I’ll never let you go)