The worst news I've ever received in my lifetime We were standing together at the back of the food line You didn't want to tell me and I didn't want to know But the second that you did I'd never been more alone I remember that night, and I remember it vividly Her story is riddled with wild inconsistencies She burned us alive in our broken relationship We were never even given the chance to go down with it I found you, you found me at eight in the morning We'd both k**ed 4lokos, your Korean eyes shining I know that we broke up just yesterday afternoon But that won't stop us from going back to my bedroom Is Hospice too depressing? is For Emma still your favorite? Does it matter what's playing when we wake to this bullsh**? And the vagueries don't stop, and the wrists bleeding everywhere And the sick feeling that you'll still keep me awake in five years Well it certainly feels like we missed out on something Cause most people never find what we had by twenty Undressing each other in George Bush State Park Is as close as we'll come to knowing what we are I refuse to keep talking, I refuse to be friends And I refuse to believe this is how it should end I'll go out next weekend, tattooed on my hands In all caps: do not go home with her again