I stopped leaving all the lights on I stopped locking all the doors I live in fields of unclaimed bodies Not inclined to anymore I think I shouldn't have to tell you Lots of things you make me say I think that I'm not gonna name them I think that you should go away One day I woke up in your bedroom You had torn up all the sheets, that's when I realized what I'd done to you And you had done to me I think the years bit at my ankles But domesticated us And now I'm bleeding in your bathroom And I don't know what it's from Since when did everybody know Exactly how to make me cry I used to never do that sort of thing And now I wonder why I think this dopamine addiction That my friends all seem to have Can make them really fun at parties But when I'm home it makes me sad Maybe that's because They went home with someone And good for them I hope they get their hit But you're still gone these days Turns out when you say What you feel it makes it real And people leave for good