Punch Drunk on Black Mold

I am sitting in the back with a jar of fire ants

picking my teeth with a razor blade

I know you'll be back any day

Waiting around, I found a couple of crazy sounds

but then they up and walked away

that's how I know it's finally safe to say

that you are never ever coming back

I know you're never ever coming back

Punch drunk on black mold

I broke a finger cause I'm getting too old

and though it wasn't mine to begin with

it looked enough like mine that I felt it

It's too cool to be a school, it's too dark to be a park

I'm not quite sure where I am

but to be honest I don't give a damn

because I know now that you are never coming back

I don't care about anything else cause you're never coming back

I don't know what to do now that you're never coming back

And I saw one little ray of light sneak under the door

like hope in a movie

or an angel in a dusty book

oh page eleventeen, spirit me away from here

I am sitting in the back with an empty jar, aah!

Cutting the ropes with the razor blade

sawing the bars with a thing I made

breaking the locks and iron braids

run in a straight line for days and days and days

Cause I know you aren't coming back

I can't believe it's true, are you really never coming back?

I don't know what to do now that you are never ever coming back

I don't care about anything else cause you're never ever coming back