Loosen the grip, whatever you start
Calm yourself, will dulls art
Chopped up words cross my heart
And patch me up when everything falls apart
Poor teenage girl with a wedding ring
Is putting away wedding things
You're never gonna be there to hear me sing
My mouth's sewn shut, can you still hear me laughing?
Sloughed off flakes of sunburnt skin
Little black holes where particles of dirt sneak in
Took a swim at Marilla Park
Jumped the fence after everything had gone dark
So settle down, be serene
It's not like it's a dying lover quarantine
Everything will pop off, everyone will produce
And i promise to tie you up whenever your laces start going loose