I could've died that night
Way back in june
Saw my soul hang heavy above the room
Slackjawed I confessed, bit by my hubris
I was spooked out obsessed by the moon
I was completely not me
But baby I'm coming clean

The doctor said to you
"Son, there's nothing you can do
Just leave her here and wait until the day"
I was shivering in bed, eyes rolled back in my head
I was begging for you to go away

I was completely not me
Baby I'm coming clean
Completely not me
Baby I'm coming clean
I was completely not me
But baby I'm coming clean
Completely not me
Baby I'm coming clean

I died that night
Way back in june
When my spirit hung heavy above the room
I was completely not me