in my perfect home i am blessed no one loves me like you love me we spent days tangled in our beds it s so honest it s so harmless blame me for everything in my paper house i am fucked no one hates me like i hate me i try hard but it s not enough give me something kill me faster nothing good is nothing new it s what im used too maybe we can sit and wait maybe nothing else will change we could burn down both of these homes let the memories go or inhale the smoke fall asleep in our burning beds is it quiet it enough to fall asleep and when you moved away you took everything blame me for everything end 