RIPE

Your name is keeping my lungs tight

Your fingers are in your mouth all night

My tragedies won't make headlines

So shut your mouth and hold my grime

I seep into your fingernails

The stench is made to overwhelm

I am dead, but not forgotten

You will remember this night every day for the rest of your life

You keep your mouth shut for the rest of the night

You cry into your pillow and make it all about yourself

The tragedy isn't about me

It's all about you

You are more important than me

I tried to find a host in you

And you, you are ripe

I won't die until I know that you aren't alive

Stop looking at me

It's kinda unfair how life treated me

I lay in my coffin and think back to when you needed me

My eyes are wide between you and suicide

You hold me tight, tell me it's alright

This tragedy isn't about me

It's all about you

Everybody's against me and I hate you

I survived it all just to see what you did to me

Here I lie, undead, alone

I cry

I'm still alive

I'm fine (ripe!) fine (ripe!)