It's all of the good that won't come out of us and how eventually our hands will just turn to dust, if we keep shaking them standing here on this fro… - Jenny Lewis

I read with every broken heart
We should become more adventurous

I do this thing where I think I'm real sick but I won't go to the doctor to find out about it cause they make you stay real still in a real small space as they chart up your insides and put them on display. They'd see all of it, all of me, all of it; All the good that won't come out of me...

There's blood in my mouth
Cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talking trash
But I never say anything
And the talking leads to touching
And the touching leads to sex
And then there is no mystery left