Tiny Oxford Bed [Original]

Stay in your therapy If it keeps you better company than me Pretend your love for me is gone and dead Make more room for bullshit words inside your head Stay away from me If it makes you better then please be happy Just like your tiny Oxford bed There’s only room for one of us inside Inside your head I’m not so good at fighting Still, I fought for you Now I’m just so tired Being cruel looks great on you So casually abusive with your eyes Pretending you can’t see me Just come over and say hi You’re so good at erasing But it will never go away You don’t want me to exist, our past is just a stain You wish I was depleted, you can’t even say my name That’s never what you called me, remember what’s my name? Stay in your therapy If it keeps you better company than me Pretend your love for me is gone and dead Make more room for bullshit words inside your head Stay away from me If it makes you better then please be happy Just like your tiny Oxford bed There’s only room for one of us inside Inside your head You left your mark on me Inside my head You left You’re Marc You’re Marc You’re Marc You’re Marc You’re Marc on me Wish I could keep your Cancer heart But like your tiny Oxford bed It also lives in stories that you try You try to forget.