Salt in your bed
I'm so tired of being in this bedroom
With you
Flakes of livelihood
You embody everything that's not good
Oh it's you
Wilted flowers, eleventh hour
Beaten down by your superpowers
Here we are again gold dust twin
Salt in your bed,
I'm so tired of listenin' to what you said
In my head
Flakes of livelihood
You spoke up just like I knew you would
It's you
Melted wires, amplifiers
Count your blessings and toss 'em on the fire
This is the end gold dust twin
(Repeat Chorus 2)