Produced by Oliver Solstice Barrow

Lyrics

Well I’ve filled this house with wires, like there’s some kind of party,
But there’s nobody, not a soul here to hear me sing.

And I don’t go blaming you like you’ve stolen my body,
No, honey, there is a part of me, oh a side of me you'll never see

Oh Mom won’t let me, and I’m not letting her down,
And my hands don’t even know what they’re doing right now.

Because I've filled this house with wires and my head with sound
And that kid will keep following me, but I'm falling down. I'm falling down, oh.

And you keep making me sleep in a childhood home, but baby I was stoned, oh no.

Well I’m one tired human being, but there’s more that I can say now,
And every day I choke on those cigarettes while I smoke my shame away.

I’m the one who’s drowning in this ocean you were to me,
And I have tried to play out the motions, the cliche emotions of the sea as it dries up beneath me.

Oh and you kept making me sleep in a childhood home, but baby I’m stoned, oh no.

And you kept testing me like you were testing a bomb, one shot and you’re gone, oh no.

Well I’m not done with you yet, cigarette. I’m not done with you yet, cigarette.

I’m not done with you yet, cigarette.

I’m not done with you yet, cigarette. I’m not done with you yet, cigarette.
I’m not done with you yet, cigarette.