Travelling swallowing dramamine
Feeling spaced breathing out listerine
I’d said what I’d said that I’d tell ya
And that you’d killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I’ve said what I’d said and you know what I mean
But I still can’t focus on anything
We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves
Travelling swallowing dramamine
Look at your face like you’re killed in a dream
And you think you’ve figured out everything
I think I know my geometry pretty [bad word] well
You say what you need so you’ll get more
If you could just milk it for everything
I’ve said what I said and you know what I mean
But I can’t still focus on anything