Inch of ice on the sedan's hood
But you layered up, like I knew you would
I've conditioned you to expect the worst
Made my bed and I dive into it
'Til I fizzle out and back into it
Are you at the door?
Are you listening?

Well, it was amicable
Or so I tell myself
Now, I am biting down
To keep from crying out
And for the things that I said
I hope I burn in Hell
Take me to Primrose Hill
And spread my ashes out

Lent a hand, and to my own chagrin
You gotta tell me twice to lean into it
But I turn a cheek and you're used to it
You take the brunt meant for somebody else
Take off your cap, call it a day
But you'll be there waiting in the corridor to say

That it was amicable
Or so you tell yourself
I see you biting down
To keep from crying out
God, I'm the queen of this shit
Making you feel like hell
Take me to Primrose Hill
And spread my ashes out

Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote

Well, it was amicable
Or so I tell myself
Now, I am biting down
To keep from crying out
And for the things that I said
I hope I burn in Hell
Take me to Primrose Hill
And spread my ashes out
Well, it was amicable
Or so you tell yourself
I see you biting down
To keep from crying out
God, I'm the queen of this shit
Making you feel like hell
Take me to Primrose Hill
And spread my ashes out

Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote
Anywhere you go, I'll be there to dote