[Chorus]
I can feel the walls shrinking
And on the end, the ceiling
Crumbling onto my bedsheets
Where I feel at home

And I can feel myself shaking
And I can hear myself breathing
Crumbling into myself
Where I feel at home

[Verse]
And it's time to make that lemon tea
With the white grape juice and ginger
And it's time to figure out if you're really sad when you're alone
Because you really only have yourself
And you can't expect anyone else to put the tea water on
And keep an eye on it for you
The way that I do

The way that I do