Decorating Lyrics

It's cold in my room since you left me

There's no metaphor in that

I'll never choose early December to get my heart broken again

They call it cuffing season for a reason

Here I am

With my wings spread out wide open

But the weathers harsh

And I can't get down

And I miss your ground

Ooo hoo

Ooo hoo

When the air is chill and pretty

And when the trees all drip with light

I start to think you would have loved it

Then I think that all the time

And the sinkhole is a doozie

I fill with movies and calls to dad

To keep my head above the water

But it feels so nice

When I sink beneath

The maladaptive dream

Ooo hoo

In an apartment that I never knew

Stuck on our daily bedtime sudoku

I think I'm grieving decorating with you

Decorating with you

Decorating

Ooo hoo

Ooo hoo

Ooo hoo