Spacey Jane Good Grief
[Verse 1]
And you stand so tall in your head
I'll erase it all until you're dead
And regret that I didn't call
But enough's enough, my heart is sunk
And it feels
Like sixteen
Like a magazine
Like I'm undoing
[Verse 2]
A husk in my bed
And I drive, it's dusk, my eyes all red
And a short, a fleeting thought comes in
You're alive until you own the sin
And it feels
Like eighteen
Like a guillotine
Like I'm
[Pre-Chorus]
Kicked out of home, mama, ten and alone
I don't care about things that I'm too young to know
[Chorus]
Rusted stove top, kettle boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like underneath my clothing
Itchin' skin, my aching body
Good grief, your own creation
Lost for words, I find my patience
Like in the heated moment
Up for grabs but never noticed
[Verse 3]
Inside my home, a shaking crawl
And her eyes do roll and sheets get torn
And again, a fleeting thought is formed
But at five, it's gone, the TV's on
And I dream
Of release
And the tears ease
And I feel
[Pre-Chorus]
Kicked out of home, mama, ten and alone
I don't care about things that I'm too young to know
[Chorus]
Rusted stove top, kettle boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like underneath my clothing
Itchin' skin, my aching body
Good grief, your own creation
Lost for words, I find my patience
Like in the heated moment
Up for grabs but never noticed
[Outro]
Rusted stove top, kettle boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like in the heated moment
Up for grabs but never noticed