Walls are tired of holding
the same old ceilings
Words have found their way to stay in
and they don't let out feelings
It's written badly but
verses say she’s mad and creepy
and the rest of things we kind of know
They say there'll never
be a girl like her again
with her socks up to her knees
and her obsession about bees
And with her eyes that
she uses to touch
And everything everything
she looks at
Cups are tired of being
filled with the same coffee
And the floor can't
stand that people
stepping on won't even say sorry
They say there'll never
be a girl like her again
with her socks up to her knees
and her obsession about bees
And with her eyes
that she uses to touch
everything everything she looks at
Don't stay longer don't
stay longer don't stay longer
don't stay don’t stay longer
Staring at her eye