only being myself once a week

Do you remember when I was drunk and called To tell you something that now means nothing Only being myself once a week, sometimes Reminds me why I slept in my car seat My body is a ticking time bomb, And I know that it will soon detonate and kill all of my friends I will take their bodies to my home and play pretend, We'll use all the props I got when I was a drama kid Promise me that we will fall in love, and that I'll understand just why home, And I will be happy and content Promise me that it will be okay and that we will fly far away from here, Someday in a sled