Autumn
Like I even cared at all
You packed up your things and said you were gone
You pushed me off of bed that morning in fall
And said you didn't want me inside of your head
At all
And it makes me sick, sick to the bone
Knowing I've wasted two years to your throne
You whistled for a cab and said you were fine
But I know back then, you were full of lies
And sin
And it makes me think and it makes me wonder
Were we gonna plant a seed and name her John or Jill?
And it makes me think and it makes me wonder
If you're even six feet underground
Underground
Underground
Underground
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I know it's you
It's you
It's you
It's you
You packed up your things and said you were gone
You pushed me off of bed that morning in fall
And said you didn't want me inside of your head
At all
And it makes me sick, sick to the bone
Knowing I've wasted two years to your throne
You whistled for a cab and said you were fine
But I know back then, you were full of lies
And sin
And it makes me think and it makes me wonder
Were we gonna plant a seed and name her John or Jill?
And it makes me think and it makes me wonder
If you're even six feet underground
Underground
Underground
Underground
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I think it's you
There's a sound in the ground and I know it's you
It's you
It's you
It's you