every draw i open leaves me feeling broken
no im not joking
she's everywhere i look
in a empty box or a pair of socks that she forgot
she pops out of everywhere
she comes as she pleases even though
she doesn't have an invitation
any time any place she comes unannounced
she comes unannounced
and when i hear a scratch i think about
her back and how bunda's a cat
and when my friends ask it feels like a slap
i can't pretend to wear a mask
my skin is an empty glass
she comes as she pleases even though
she doesn't have an invitation
any time any place she comes unannounced
she comes unannounced