Some songs sound the way it feels To have a rib out of place But I ran all of my errands And all of my ribs are quite in The animals are quiet And all the things are in the bin I put them in there with you here When I remove them you'll be gone I guess there's nothing to be scared of I guess there's really nothing wrong And there's no shame in sleeping later There's no shame in sleeping more No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Lysol huffing whore And when the clock strikes 3:19 My words will sink into the sea And I will know for a split second that My whole life ceased to be The morning I woke up to leave there As soon as I opened my eyes It hurt so bad that I could taste it So cold it burned all my insides I've never felt anything like it Heard my lungs scream like that before Felt such a tear in my aorta that it Spilled all of the light I ever saw across the floor I couldn't wrap my head around it How such a nightmare could be real And despite all of my bullshit nothing could stop it Not God not sex not white hot fear And there's no shame in sleeping later No shame at all in sleeping more None at all in being such a goddam filthy Clorox huffing whore And there's no shame in sleeping later There's no shame in sleeping more No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Lysol huffing whore And when the clock strikes 5:19 I'll watch you slip into the sea And I will feel for a split second that Life has ceased to be