Lyric

I bought a calendar just to circle your name

I rewrote the rules to a monochrome game

You left a message saying "see you around"

Now I’m turning the volume up, shaking the ground

Forty-one reasons to clear out the room

But I only need one to get over the gloom

The rest of the world is a literal joke

Just a bunch of cheap actors vanishing in smoke

The indicator’s blinking and the blue light glows

I sent a hundred drafts that nobody knows

I’d block the traffic just to keep you safe

Waiting on a signal in this empty space

No, there's no turning back from the edge of the screen

I’m spamming your inbox, checking the read

You are the only prescription I need

A massive obsession with a catchy little beat

I’ll sweeping the bodies right off of the street

Yeah, I look like a lady in a perfect white dress

But I’m handling the garbage, cleaning up the mess

Just give me the word and I’ll make them disappear

Yeah, it's crystal clear

Some idiot’s knocking on my front door

Trying to talk about the local folklore

I didn't listen, I just stared at his shoes

He’s got nothing to win and everything to lose

No abstract nouns for the friction today

I’ll take the trash out, throw it away

The pulse is steady and the paperwork's done

I don't look back when the damage is won

The indicator’s blinking and the blue light glows

A quiet disaster that nobody knows

I’d change the locks just to keep you safe

A hard silence in this digital space

No, there's no turning back from the edge of the screen

I’m spamming your inbox, checking the read

You are the only prescription I need

A massive obsession with a catchy little beat

I’ll sweeping the bodies right off of the street

Yeah, I look like a lady in a perfect white dress

But I’m handling the garbage, cleaning up the mess

Just give me the word and I’ll make them disappear

Rain on the plastic, a sudden small snap

A ridiculous puppet in a beautiful trap

No big speech, I just muted the chat

I’m spamming your inbox, checking the read

You are the only prescription I need

A massive obsession with a catchy little beat

I’ll sweeping the bodies right off of the street

Yeah, I look like a lady in a perfect white dress

But I’m handling the garbage, cleaning up the mess

Just give me the word and I’ll make them disappear

Low light fading on a clean white floor

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