i Don't Wanna Talk, I Wanna Rot

Wake up, same stain on the ceiling

Ashtray mountain on the desk by the bed

Phone full of names I’ve been leaving

On read, on read, let it all go dead

Mom call twice, I just watch it ring

Friends at the door, I pretend I’m asleep

Curtains closed on a Saturday spring

While the mold in the corner grow deep

I don’t wanna talk, I wanna rot

Let the walls peel, let my body soft-spot

Let the missed calls pile in a knot

Let it all spoil in the room I got

I don’t wanna talk, I wanna rot

Let the days drip, let the clock hands stop

Let my face fade right out the shot

If you really love me, then just let me rot (yeah)

Food in the fridge turned science project

Can’t throw it out, that’d mean I still care

Sink full of cups, that’s a progress protest

Walk past the mirror like nobody there

Notes in my phone like “I’ll change next week”

Next week came, then it came again

Every little plan feel paper-thin cheap

So I dig my own hole and I call it a den (uh)

I don’t wanna talk, I wanna rot

Let the walls peel, let my body soft-spot

Let the missed calls pile in a knot

Let it all spoil in the room I got

I don’t wanna talk, I wanna rot

Let the days drip, let the clock hands stop

Let my face fade right out the shot

If you really love me, then just let me rot (let me rot)