Karaoké Against the Kitchen Floor Will Wood

I don't owe you my heart and I don't owe you my body

But you should know that I'm sorry for bein' careless with you

Lord knows I owe you more than I'm pretty sure

I ever could give anybody

But I can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects

Bottom shelf erotic products like me

So

I could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length or hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake

Less rare than scarce

Less diamond than rough

Unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush and

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I-I-I-I swear

I'm really tryin'

Get it together Will

Know and do better

It just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I-I-I-I swear

I'm really tryin'

Oh I'm sorry I promise

I'm doin' my best

I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet

I still don't know who you are

I only know that I'm still lonely

That morbid sort where even company can't cure me and the more you reassure the less I trust

But still you gave me your heart

I only gave you my body

Honestly thought nobody'd want it let alone notice it's gone

And so I left it home but now, now, now, now

I keep a locket with a picture on the back of my head

Oh monkey-wrench my side view mirrors

Ghost my friends

I've lived more lives than enough

I haven't died quite as much

But I'm not a real person

Just the shit you can't make up and

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I-I-I-I swear

I'm really tryin'

I'm just as exposed if I take off my clothes when we make the closest thing to love that I'm capable of

And I-I-I-I

I-I-I don't know why you would care but I'm really tryin'

Oh I'm sorry I promise

I'm doin' my best

I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet

Did I really have any of that gravity

Maybe you're quicksand

Because I really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went

The vertex of my redemption arc

The searchin' on that virgin heart

I'm catatonic in your arms

Cryin' How did I cause so much harm

I'm down, poundin' my head against the kitchen floor

Apologizin' for my life and ever enterin' yours

Don't say I'm sorry but this can't go on

I know you've got scars of your own

But hide my knives before you go

I'll either live or die alone

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I-I-I-I swear

I will die tryin'

I'm still in the process but I'm makin' progress

I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I-I-I-I swear

I'm so fuckin' sorry

I'm not a good person

I'm barely a person at all but someday I'll be perfect and I'll make up for it all

And write a fuckin' song about it 'cos it has to be all about

Will's fuckin' drama

Goddamn it