To: Myself In Colorado

I wanna smell like roses I wanna be your bride I wanna pasteurize your words to make them drinkable, I wanna die I wanna make my own ketchup I wanna go for a run in the woods And I'll tell you that I'll be home by sunset, so have the table ready for when I return And it's cold in Colorado, but it's warm where I am And I know things now to treat you better then Treat you better then, treat you better then And I wish I'd treated me better then Treated me better then, treated me better then And I wish I'd treated you better then, treated you better then Cause things were better then And I don't like nicotine, or maybe I do There's something comforting in having your nerves reconstructed And re-construed, and I'm choking down this water Even though my stomach hurts worse than it ever has And I need to focus on my health, but health has never been the plan And it's cold in Colorado, but it's warm where I am And I know things now to treat you better then Treat you better then, treat you better then And I wish I'd treated me better then Treated me better then, treated me better then And I wish I'd treated you better then, treated you better then Cause things were better then