[Verse 1]

Silence

I still don’t like the quiet

But I guess that’s just what I get

For letting you go

I guess

That you and I were violence

You’re Iffy with your eyelids

I was Sid all alone

[Chorus]

Cause I still don’t know if you’re out of me

If it’s all my fault, it’s like there’s atrophy

On my skin, my bones

Where something good should have grown

Cause I still feel close, like you’re next to me

Swear to god there’s ghosts on the Bowery

Well at least now I know

That we’re shit alone

[Verse 2]

Black dress

We put on an accent

We ask him for the address

But we don’t even go

I guess

I guess we’re gonna talk less

And everywhere that we went

Now I’ll go alone

[Outro]

Cause I still don’t—