“But fuck it, I won't be changing the subject I love it

I'll make your little secret public it's nothing

I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet to get back at me

Trapped and I'm lacking sleep

Fact is you're mad at me because I backtrack so casually

You're practically my family

If we married then I'll guess you'd have to be

But tragically our love just lost the will to live

But would I kill to give it one more shot

I think not.”