Casey Stocksmith, with help from Jon and James

Oh, surrounded
By a bright and yellow ring
I know your father
Isn't happy with anything
A shotgun, a promise, I'm trying to want this

Pick yourself up
When you fall and scrape your knee
Time, like peroxide
Will heal, but God, it stings
A headrest, a white dress, I'm trying to want this


Oh, the sun burns
And a bright and shining sea
Carries you further
And further away from me
A ticket, a round trip, I'll try to forget this
A ticket, a round trip, I'll try to forget this


(Please don't leave me, 'cause he'll never really love you at all
He's a lier and a cheater and the son of a fraud)
It couldn't happen to a nicer person
And I think that it's fine for you to be
An empty vessel in a china cabinet
Something precious that will never see the light of day
(And know he'll never really love you at all)

He never really loved you at all