(Ooh)

You were inside me just last night
Now I'm in my bed in Illinois just trying to get high
Off the thought of your head
Laying gently next to mine
If I could pick your brain
For just a minute more
I would ask you if you cry as much as me
When I'm alone
I've been picking at my nails
Like I did when I was young
And listening to phoebe
While I'm laying on the floor
Trying not to ask you if you like me anymore

(Ooh)

I sent you a filthy text last night
And spent my morning wondering why I'm such a liar
I touched myself but it didn't feel right
Maybe I should call you
Maybe you'll call me
Maybe I should change my name
And move down by the sea
You know if you asked I'd give you the key
And I'm behind the door
And I'm wearing your old tee
But if you're coming in you know I'll never let you leave

(Ooh, ooh)

And I've been picking glass out of my teeth
Since the night before you left
Biting down those feelings
I am wrapped up in you
Please don't look underneath
And I am swept up in you

Please don't dispose of me
Please don't dispose (ooh)
Don't dispose (ooh)
Don't dispose (ooh)
Don't dispose (ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)