You told me last night you cried
When you realized
Your life's not all that perfect
At least in your eyes

But can't you see that
It's alright if we stay here?

If it's all still inside my head
This life's not all you wanted then
Just come home to our red house
And I'll die here with you instead

Our plants by the window
Your books on the shelf
We'll always surround ourselves
With thrift store trinkets and graveyard picnics
Dye my hair so my ghost still fits in
But sometimes it's too hard to cope with
And focus emotions, mm

But can't you see that
It's alright if we stay here?

If it's all still inside my head
This life's not all you wanted then
Just come home to our red house
And I'll die here with you instead