I’m finding clarity in kerosene
Incinerating all these memories
I haven't spoke to you since seventeen
Just thought I’d let you know you’re dead to me

I hope you choke in your sleep
While you’re dreaming of me
Suffocate in your sheets
I'll be the last thing you see

So where do I go from here
You dug your own grave
I can’t believe I tried to stay
Now there’s nothing else to say

You found yourself in drugs and nicotine
A hollow body, like a figurine
I always felt like an accessory
There's love and hate but this was in between