(We're Better Off) In the Ground

We whispered another night away

We make our beds ourselves

Apart, alone

Now I don't know where you call home

But it's not here with me like it once was

Even in the mist I've missed this

Let's make sure we're not found out

We're better off in the ground

With the dead pets and the necklace

The gifts from when we meant for this to be something that stuck around

We fucked another night away

We make this place our own

Apart, alone

Now I don't know where you call home

And in all truth I don't care

Even in the mist I've missed this

Let's make sure we're not found out

We're better off in the ground

With the dead friends and the regrets

The lives from when we meant for this to be something that stuck around

I want to mourn our death in peace

Hold a small funeral

For every time our heads hit separate pillows

Are you comfortable

Are you sitting down

I may have thought of you daily

But I haven't loved you the way that I used to for a long time now

Let's make sure we're not found out

We're better off in the ground

With the phone calls and the loneliness

The times from when we meant for this to be something that stuck around