I shrunk and shrunk myself till there was nothing left of me
I shrunk myself for the man I fell in love with
A man who seemed to be occupying space, lots and lots of space…
I told you I liked all kinds of things tragic
I was pulled towards everything sad You had some kind of magic, that’s what I believed you had.
Maybe I didn’t see the hurricane in you
The beautiful grey storms
Which wrecked me through
All year long.
Dilapidated, like my heart
The distance was growing