Week 5: Hey! Sweet Salma Hayek Patch Dude! Video (MV)

I don't know why, you think I'm f*cking here to f*cking save you
I don't know why, you think I can tell you how to feel
I'm so furious at the idea of dying here alone
In my home with the big garden and hoards of dogs

I wonder if my fear of the void increases
When I feel it's getting nearer
And I wonder if there's real ghosts in the house

I don't know why I can't sleep all the f*cking time
I don't know why every time we argue I f*cking cry
I'm just furious at the idea of leaving you here alone
In the sunset, in a wreckage, mangled metal and hardened blood

Cause I owe you everything

I can't read your mind. Can you read mine?