(Ooh) You were inside me just last night Now I'm in my bed in Illinois just trying to get high Off the thought of your head Laying gently next to mine If I could pick your brain For just a minute more I would ask you if you cry as much as me When I'm alone I've been picking at my nails Like I did when I was young And listening to phoebe While I'm laying on the floor Trying not to ask you if you like me anymore (Ooh) I sent you a filthy text last night And spent my morning wondering why I'm such a liar I touched myself but it didn't feel right Maybe I should call you Maybe you'll call me Maybe I should change my name And move down by the sea You know if you asked I'd give you the key And I'm behind the door And I'm wearing your old tee But if you're coming in you know I'll never let you leave (Ooh, ooh) And I've been picking glass out of my teeth Since the night before you left Biting down those feelings I am wrapped up in you Please don't look underneath And I am swept up in you Please don't dispose of me Please don't dispose (ooh) Don't dispose (ooh) Don't dispose (ooh) Don't dispose (ooh) (Ooh, ooh)