Dry Socket

It's nights like this that kill me slow Nights like this that hurt the most This dry socket won't go away on its own Can you please come home? Can you please come home? Well can't you see Can't you see I'm in love with you? Can't you see Can't you see it? Well can't you see Can't you see I'm in love with you? Can't you see Can't you see it? It's nights like this I feel so gross Nights like this I'm so alone You were the polish to my porcelain, decaying bones Can you please come home? Can you please come home? I pray to god, but he don't hear me though Well can't you see Can't you see I'm in love with you? Can't you see Can't you see it? Well can't you see Can't you see I'm in love with you? Can't you see Can't you see it? To be quite honest, I might vomit At the thought of never seeing you again But I must admit, all my nerve endings are dead I'm getting used to being numb instead I'm getting used to being numb instead