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Laid out, puking in the back of a fancy bar
You and your friends in the front booth
Laughing at my sweet naivete and its awkward gravity

Three years, I saw the decimation of the world in you
Messiah complex led a fickle flu
To see its antidote and end in you

But now I'm gonna leave you

Eloise, Eloise you never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise,