There's a joke I've been dying to tell you With your back to the bathroom stall Going blonde for the summer But already hungry for fall Look the same as the day that I lost you Everything already known With a joint in your teeth And a smile underneath And my naked pictures on your phone And he's gonna want you And you're gonna let him Stand on the corner and wait For the cops to come get him I still keep your face in a locket Just a kid who could dance on her toes When you'd sweat out the sickness And go buy new summer clothes I'm a conduit for all your ambition Hedging bets that are taller than me Maybe could've been an actress If I had just fixed up my teeth He's not gonna know you But he'll call you dollface Porcelain gathering dust When you give up the chase There's a killer in the downstairs apartment There are habits you never give up With your candy paint grin Wipe the shit off your chin They're calling you now on your bluff