Since K Got over Me

Juliet, I get on my knees

Speaking in tongues in a washed out sun in perfect clarity

But I get so delirious, I think my sides will split

Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's as if

I don't think I'll be happy anyway

Just scratching out my name

And everything so lucid and so creepy

Since K got over me, since K got over me

All my senses sharp, my hands are fists, I'm pretty tired of making lists

It's just this emptiness I can't chase it away

And when the evening paints the streets, when the evening paints the streets

It's like walking on a trampoline

I don't think I'll be happy anyway

Just scratching out my name

And everything so vivid and so creepy

Since K got over me, since K got over me

Theres a hole inside my skull

With warm air blowing in

Standing on the sidewalk

Where do I begin?

I don't think I’ll be happy anymore

I guess I closed that door

But every night, a strange geometry

Since K got over me, since K got over me