I could've died that night, way back in June
Saw my soul hang heavy above the room
Slack-jawed, 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 doctors 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
But baby, I'm coming clean
Completely not me
But baby, I'm coming clean
I was completely not me
But baby, I'm coming clean
Completely not me
But baby, I'm coming clean
I died that night, way back in June
While my spirit hung heavy above the room
I was completely not me