This Is How You Spell

I hate the stench of coffee on your breath

And I hate to feel it's warmth against my neck

And what right do you have to have nightmares about me

When all I wanted was to sleep

We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire

We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars

And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick

Cease, and desist!

I left your shallow skin and a note on your kitchen sideboard

It read 'I have left you, please never try to find me'

This is no existential crisis, just turn your pain into piety

And I set your alarm clock for 4am the next morning

We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire

We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars

And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick

Cease, and desist!

This is how you spell

'HAHAHA, I've destroyed the hopes and the dreams

Of a generation of faux-romantics'

And I'm pleased, I'm pleased

You walk in from your mother's balcony

Panda-eyed and freezing cold

You bury yourself in my chest to warm

I notice the goosebumps on your arms, millions

And whether it's because of the numbers of hours spent

Laid face down on my bed listening to white noise

Or, well, obviously it's not

I somehow manage to translate them from Braille

The trails on your skin spoke more to me

Than the reams and reams of half finished novels

You'd leave lying all over the place

And every quotation that'd dribble from your mouth

Like a final, fatal live journal entry

I know I am wrong, I am sorry

We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire

We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars

And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick

Cease, and desist!

This is how you spell

'HAHAHA, I've destroyed the hopes and the dreams

Of a generation of faux-romantics'

And I'm pleased, I'm pleased