I could've died that night
Way back in June
Saw my soul hang heavy above the room
Slackjawed I confessed,
Bit by my hubris
I was spooked out obsessed by the moon
I was completely not me
But baby I'm coming clean
The doctor said to you
«Son there's nothing you can do
Just leave her here and wait until the day»
I was shivering in bed,
Eyes rolled back in my head
I was begging for you to go away
[x2:]
I was completely not me
Baby I'm coming clean
Completely not me
Baby I'm coming clean
I died that night
Way back in June
When my spirit hung heavy above the room
I was completely not me