Where once was desperation, now just medication. The bathroom walls have always been so scribbled on, just like your skin. That that's the room I'm hiding in is just a vindication. So hang the flag at half-mast for a blonde girl with a leg cast; we lay up in that unlit room and no one spoke, and no one moved, until the air filled up with fear. I've never felt my body disappear so fast. I burned your dissertation. I spurned the celebration. You'll find me down this dirty hall, I'm hiding behind this silent wall, but in my darkest midnight I'll still take an invitation.