I. What to Wear When You're Dying

I should really let you know when I’m thinking those thoughts again When I want to shed my skin and let the ghosts take my hand It’s been rough without you and I don’t know how to be myself at all Learned nothing from the years I spent avoiding love When it matters most is when I am the least I’m just so wrong I’m right Pulled back every time Please push me under I should really let you know when I’m thinking those thoughts again When I want to shed my skin and let the ghosts take my hand It’s been rough without you and I don’t know how to be myself at all Learned nothing from the years I spent avoiding love I’m just so wrong I’m right Pulled back every time Please push me under When it matters most is when I am the least When it matters most is when I am the least of us Of us Of us