Mary days
I wish I
I wish I
I watch the cork float atop the wine
The one you shoved down the neck
I think of sipping it
I think of drowning in a quarter pill
Bleach sun
I think of sinking in
I listen to your bones, they moan, they moan "I got no, I got no, I got no, I got nowhere to go
I got no, I got no, I got no, I got nowhere to go"

Oh, oh

Mary days, days
I wish I
I wish I
I watch the cork float atop the wine
The one you shoved down the neck
I think of sipping it
I think of drowning in a quarter pill
Bleach sun
I think of sinking in
I listen to your bones, they moan, they moan "I got no, I got no, I got no, I got nowhere to go
I got no, I got no, I got no, I got nowhere to go"