I found love at the bottoms of bottles
The edges of twilight where my Sunday slips into my Monday
And I won’t stretch to be more than a user
I’m trying, I’m failing and I’m wondering if I earned this ending
My mind is safe in death
It’s motionless
Flooding my brain with toxins
Did you hear that I was born in a straitjacket?
I was born in a straitjacket
I was born
I was born
And I found love on the edge of acceptance
The paranoid privilege of a small town
I fell in and out and in and out and in
My mind is safe in death, in spiderwebs
Flooding my brain with toxins
Did you hear that I was born in a straitjacket?
I was born in a straitjacket
I was born
I was born
And I know where this is leading
With you gone and me leaving
And I know where this is leading
When you’re gone, I’m leaving
