Ben smashed the wall last night
And my bathroom remains a Miles Davis reference kind of blue
From the hair dye we should never have used
Apply my personality in a paste
But I only saw that movie the other day
It fucked me up

Ben smashed the wall last night
And now everything that's blue was once white
And I've been scrubbing mouldy drains for four and a half hours
Just trying to figure out the world in this metaphysical shower
And somehow my destroyed parents house
Reminds me of the way yours used to shine, and i would drive by
Well I guess sometimes I still do and i guess
Sometimes i still miss you too

But that's the thing
You're not really gone
You're just leading me around in endless circles
Like you've done for over two years now
So I'll keep driving by your (now) dark parents house
Now its just like all the others on your street
Dead and sad, much like I'll be by week

I guess I should be worried
Cuz I know you used to watch these little tunes that I put on the internet
But I doubt you care enough, to stalk me anymore
So I guess its probably safe to put this here
But if it's not, I've said all that
And I still haven't found the right words yet, so
Stay tuned