Lyrics

The doctors told him he'd be gone by now His lungs full of blankets: burnt, black, and bound He buried his family in the backyard Flooded the basement, filled it up with tar We borrowed their old clothes and then we undressed We stole a trampoline and made it our mattress And slept with all the house lights on Waiting for them to come home He said: "it's so much easier to believe in nothing It's so easy to wait impatiently to die" He pulled his pants around his ankles He showed me all the places he went purple Because he held too hard his own skin Since no one else would touch him And i (s)mothered him, beastly And we shared our severed head dreams I held him where the sickness was And i nursed him through the night And we stayed that way all night (let's go to sleep now we'll talk about it in the morning)