Fast Food

Recycling old loves
New ones wait their turn
She's much too learn
An empty house
Is full of memories
That scare the shit out of me
The stairs they are
A ghost train passed the past
In front of me

Our guts are rotting
I'm slipping off you
I can't stomach anymore

Our guts are rotting
I'm slipping off you
I can't stomach anymore

Come greet your new love
Who knew you would be
Detox for me
One fancy rented halfway point
Awaits politely there by the sea
These scars of ours
Adorn our hearts
They are where they should be