Tied My Noose

Childhood taught me how to tie my noose It started with my shoes Tried to keep it loose For my weary head to fit But I've tied it too tight Can't even do that thing right History sticks to my feet Movie theaters don't want us to leave Fly paper shoes They hold all the clues Why we kiss on the mouth And still cough down our sleeve I took a drive in the wrong hand lane Cus I'm my own god now Hearts pumping like freight trains Narcotics from household products My thoughts so loud I couldn't hear my mouth The cosmos had a cosmo And mixed up the stars Nobody knows their signs anymore We're codes made from bars On the shelf with crossed arm ideas Like a bad-tempered prom queen You got yourself a bathroom stall good time That's what the message said Bathroom walls want all Fags dead? My teeth need a shoeshine In my dreams they fall from my head "I've changed my mind so much I can't even trust it My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself"