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The Funniest Joke You've Ever Told EP

by Mallcops

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I'm detached, I feel it all slip away. I let you fall right through the cracks. I see the sorrow take another day. I hear your cries for help echo from the back of my mind. Theres nothing inside. I dreamed that I died, I woke up and lied and I told you I dreamed about us getting married. There's ghosts in the floorboards I know that its scary. So detached your face is mangled. I let you fall right through the cracks. As our arms and legs become tangled, I hear your cries for help echo from the back of this lonely apartment complex. Maybe we'd have had lives of our own. I keep flashing back to when our lives were tangled and your body was my home. All at once, I heard you breathe out and I waited patiently for a gasp. Fingers tangled like yarn won't help us now, when our bodies are fragile like the glass in that lonely apartment complex, (I count down, and I'm so sorry) we begin to shatter at the words. Muffled little eulogies. Oh my god, we will never learn. I'm so sorry I let you down again. I know i promised to give you all I can. But things are changing and I'm so afraid of everything. And when you walk home alone, I follow you half way. No I don't think I'm a hero. I'm just always so afraid.
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I'm detached, I feel it all slip away. I let you fall right through the cracks. I see the sorrow take another day. I hear your cries for help echo from the back of my mind. Theres nothing inside. I dreamed that I died, I woke up and lied and I told you I dreamed about us getting married. There's ghosts in the floorboards I know that its scary. So detached your face is mangled. I let you fall right through the cracks. As our arms and legs become tangled, I hear your cries for help echo from the back of this lonely apartment complex. Maybe we'd have had lives of our own. I keep flashing back to when our lives were tangled and your body was my home. All at once, I heard you breathe out and I waited patiently for a gasp. Fingers tangled like yarn won't help us now, when our bodies are fragile like the glass in that lonely apartment complex, (I count down, and I'm so sorry) we begin to shatter at the words. Muffled little eulogies. Oh my god, we will never learn. I'm so sorry I let you down again. I know i promised to give you all I can. But things are changing and I'm so afraid of everything. And when you walk home alone, I follow you half way. No I don't think I'm a hero. I'm just always so afraid.
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When you wake up I'll be on my way home on violet train tracks protected by my headphones. And all these streets that we used to call our home take me back to sunsets over our bones. It's so funny how laughing doesn't feel the same now. It's a tragedy that we're not who we used to be. When you wake up, I'll be in your front lawn, six feet underneath the roses from your junior prom. Put all the maps that you drew in my mailbox cause I'm afraid I'll forget where we left off. I won't be okay as familiar places fall away. It's a tragedy that we're not who we used to be. Lie awake in your bed. This is not in your head. While you were digging my grave, I was paving the way for a brighter future for myself. When you wake up I'll be on my way home on violet train tracks protected by my headphones. And all these streets that we used to call our home take me back to sunsets over our bones. It's so funny how laughing doesn't feel the same now. It's a tragedy that we're not who we used to be.
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I took your photos off my wall and replaced them with pictures of my friends. I know you burned the ones you had, and I'm sorry for this year. I'm sorry that I got mad. But you gotta believe me. I didn't burn the ones I had. They're in a box in my closet with all the other stuff I wish I never had. I never wanted to make this feel so hopeless. I'll cut my fingers on ticket stubs to movies that we talked through. Every photograph reminds me that I miss you. You never wanted to come over and ask me why I ordered them chronologically. I'm bleeding through my shirt and onto the concrete. And through my shoes you'll feel my heartbeat; a thousand miles trekked though your streets. I didn't burn the ones I had. They're in a box in my closet with all the other stuff I wish I never had. I never wanted to make this feel so hopeless. I'll cut my fingers on ticket stubs to movies that we talked through. Every photograph reminds me that I miss you. You never wanted to come over and ask me why I ordered them chronologically. I'm bleeding through my shirt and onto the concrete. And through my shoes you'll feel my heartbeat; a thousand miles trekked though your streets. I loved you and all the lines you traced in my life. Like cursive poetry in sunlight. I see you fine but something's not right. Last night, I dreamed that we got married and we were happy in a house that we built for ourselves and I felt at ease. I never wanted to turn this into silence. I'll cut my fingers on promises I broke and I'm so sorry that I stumbled and erased all of the songs that we wrote. We crossed our hearts we'd self destruct and leave this bitter world behind.

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released July 28, 2015

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