Mrs. Yellowfilterfinger & Mr. Pious

«It's worse to feel nothing than to feel worse,"she said
It’s worse to feel nothing than to feel worse, she’s sad
There were a few things I left out
There were a few things I’d rather not talk about tonight
And all the stars and scars that I attend to Make my life seem less lethargic than it used to and I’m used to
«I'm recreational, not occupational,"she said
There were a few things I left out
You’re my sunny weather, you’re my sunken treasure
You’re my brightest dope, hope I’ll never hear nope
Lo and behold, you stole my pot of gold
Then you got caught with a potted plant
Grovel on gravel my knees
Begging you don’t leave
Too bad
There were a few things I left out