The night you left I ordered in
I told myself I wasn't hungry

And I'm sorry
'Cause I ate anyways
And I'm sorry
That I was hungry

(All that we fear is a thought. I was relieved that you would be over tonight, and that there were dreams which you've kept up.)

Little by little light
Maybe my insides aren't what they used to be
You worry for my liver
But there are more important things