Spending Friday night alone, I'm reading campus fratboy porn

Strewn on the table for my roommate when he finally gets home

But just one night ago, three flights ago, I'm back in Michigan

Another trip I won't remember, appreciate much when I'm dead, oh

And the hotel where I slept that night was surely haunted, then

Because every hour I woke up feeling so watched and wanted

And I think I remember that from when we met

Which feels so insignificant, or maybe odd now to admit, it's all in retrospect, oh

And so, I spent the winter bundled up, pretending I was sane

And giving up the things I love the most because they felt like pain

And it's so obvious, this jaded bunch

We don't believe in ghosts and such

We watch the hunt incredulous, but cannot look away

And you looked at me like I was a piece of meat

So, I was a piece of meat for a time

But you were a vegetarian, so I became a vegetarian

Then when you started eating meat, I also started eating meat

And I lied to all my friends, said I was happy when I wasn't

And you lied to all your selves, said I could give you what you wanted

But it all feels so much bigger than some blame-filled lonely break up like all our narratives and mortality only distill to

Oh my God, we're gonna die

We're gonna die, maybe it's gonna be alone

We're gonna die, maybe it's gonna be alone, and no one will find the things we left behind

Because

Because we

Because we never thought to leave a fucking archive