you’re mostly what i think about, and i’m proud, i’ve been coasting on this singles route

you’re mostly what i think about, and i’m proud- i’ve been coasting on this singles route, but i still hear your name in wedding bells.

will i look better or will i look the same, rotting in hell?

you’re the only proper noun i need, hurry, my copper crown’s gone green,

pull me, pull me on out of this tree, i’m stuck up a branch waiting, clearly caught between two things unclear to me.

it’s sad

you’re mostly what i think about, and i’m proud,

i’ve been coasting on this single’s route, but i still hear your name in wedding bells

will i look better or will i look the same rotting in hell?

you’re the only proper noun i need

you’re the only proper noun i neeeeeeeed