The Milk

I drop the milk right in front of your desk But it didn't crack It only dented the plastic I'm crushed 'Cause it's so pedantic, I could Curl up in a ball of embarrassment I'm ready for a break I could snap in super 8 I can feel it on my tongue The sentimental energy numb The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath Dropped the milk but the nerves, they haven't gone yet We're lost I know I'm too cut off We're bombs But I float My fuse is too long I grab the context off the floor from your eyes and I wish I'd picked the self-service line I quiver at the inevitability of another guess 'Cause you could laugh it up Talk about me with your friends I'm ready for a break I could snap in super 8 I can feel it on my tongue The sentimental energy numb The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath Dropped the milk (hah!) But the nerves, they haven't gone yet We're lost I know I'm too cut off We're bombs But I float My fuse is too long My fuse is too long I'm ready for a break I could snap in super 8 I can feel it on my tongue The sentimental energy numb The bag ruptured and I can feel the pain on my breath Dropped the milk but the nerves, they haven't gone yet Oh no, they haven't gone yet We're lost I know I'm too cut off We're bombs But I float My fuse is too long We're lost And I'm scared I don't know what's going on In my head But my heart knows exactly what's wrong My fuse is too long