Nostalgia In My Bedroom

Every night you sacrifice your soul
Just to keep the ones you love most close
Nothing ever comes back from it
Don’t you wonder why nobody else can see it

Everybody says: Breathe
But the deeper I breathe the more the bugs fly down my throat
Probably got a little nest down in my stomach
And they’re turning into butterflies

Everybody scares me, but you
Nobody scares me, but you
You’re pretty scary, or maybe I’m just a pansy
That’s pretty like me, but I really really miss
Yeah, I really really miss you

My friend gave me a piece of honeycomb steel
And I kept it in my bedroom for three whole years
But my mom cleaned my room and trew it away
Little things that remind me of better days
They make me smile for a while, then it goes away
Nostalgia in my Bedroom

Everybody scares me, but you
Nobody scares me, but you
You’re pretty scary, or maybe I’m just a pansy
That’s pretty like me, but I really really miss
Yeah, I really really miss you

Yeah, I really really miss you
I really really miss you