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 a 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 the thing that happens

When my

When my baby goes away

When 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 a tragedy

′Cause I know he'd come over

And take real good care of me

It′s weird, he's not here

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 the thing that happens

When my

When my baby goes away

When my baby goes away

He goes away

What can I do

But think of you

But think of you

What can I do

But think of you

But think of you

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 the thing that happens

When my

When my baby goes away

What can I do

But think of you

But think of you

What can I do

But think of you

But think of you