Tell me

Tell me I'm sacred-

that I'm more than the bodies

of the people you're not sorry about

I'm losing

I'm losing the argument

that I'm more than the moments

the quick fixes that make you feel good

for now, for now

for now

Every secret you keep grows my garden of agony

I'm going home

tell your mum thanks for having me

I guess I'm not worth trading your vice

The worst

The very worst part of this

is I'd do this again

if I could pretend

it won't happen again and again

again

Every secret you keep grows my garden of agony

I'm going home

tell your mum thanks for having me

I guess I'm not worth trading your vice