Staring
Bedroom ceiling
Same way it's been for the six years I've known it
And maybe this is the apathy wearing off
But I don't want to die alone

Swear on a heart
Comfort rituals, I can replay them all I want
But really
It's all the same

Round and round we go
Where we stop nobody knows
My friends all fell off a long time ago
Now summer is over, I'm back to being alone