Since K Got Over Me

Julia, I get on my knees

Speaking in tongues, a washed-out sun in perfect clarity

But I get so delirious, I think my sides will split

Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's as if...



I don't think I'll be happy anyway

Just scratch out my name

And everything's so lucid and so creepy

Since K got over me



All my senses sharp, my hands are fists

I'm pretty tired of making lists

It's just this emptiness

I can't chase it away

When the evening paints the streets

When the evening paints the streets

It's like walking on a trampoline



I don't think I'll be happy anyway

Just scratch out my name

And everything's so vivid and so creepy

Since K got over me (x2)



There's a hole inside my skull

With warm air blowing in

Standing on the sidewalk,

Where do I begin?



I don't think I'll be happy anymore

I guess I closed that door

But every night is strange geometry

Since K got over me (x2)