Dying Alone

Hanging around, outside a bar
Smoke cigarettes, take a deep breath
I’m not a fan of small talk
But I’ll partake to get along
And now I’m name-dropping
(Does that make you like me?)
I talk about nothing
(So you understand)
And that’s how I know I’m dying alone
Isn’t it lovely
To not feel alone when no one’s around?
It makes me happy
To feel at home, dying alone
Laundry is done, folding is fun
Eating a bite, riding my bike
No one to share with, no one who cares if
I’m not around or run out of town
And now I’m free-falling
(Does that make you want me?)
You talk like you know me
(When I’m not around)
I think you should know — you’re dying alone
Isn’t it lovely
To not feel alone when no one’s around?
It makes me happy
To feel at home, dying alone
All I wanna do is make friends but at what cost?
Think I’ll stay home
I’m dying alone
All I wanna do is feel love but to what end?
Think I’ll stay home
'Cause I’m already dead
Isn’t it lovely?