maggots for brains

My day was so mundane, I don't think I left the house

Drank a pot of coffee, tried to write, nothing came out

Somehow it's the weekend, I'm still bored out of my skull

And I went to the party but only on principle

Empty

Look at me

I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track

I feel dirty, I feel rotten and the colors are all flat

I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains

But that's just a thing that happens when my

My baby goes away

My baby goes away

He goes away

Everything feels moldy like the fruit that's in my fridge

And everything that's funny I wish I could tell to him

And sometimes, at a low point, I even wish for tragedy

'Cause I know he'd come over and take real good care of me

It's weird (oh)

He's not here (oh)

I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track

I feel dirty, I feel rotten and the colors are all flat

I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains

But that's just a thing that happens when my

My baby goes away

My baby goes away

He goes away, oh-oh-oh

What can I do

But think of you?

But think of you? (But think of you?)

What can I do (what I can do)

But think of you? (But think of you?)

But think of you? (But think of)

I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track

I feel dirty, I feel rotten and the colors are all flat

I'm a sad shell of a woman and I've got maggots for brains

But that's just a thing that happens when my

My baby goes away

What can I do (when my baby goes away)

But think of you?

But think of you? (Away)

(when my baby goes away)

What can I do (when my baby goes away)

But think of you?

But think of you? (Away)