When I turned around to look into the backseat of my car
Only shadows took the space of where you are
It's still a shadow all the same
A void that takes up space inside my brain
And the purity, it makes me go insane
Sitting on a New York City train
Not going anywhere, just hiding from the rain
And I walked along the avenues and read between the lines
And I called upon my mom a couple times
Anything "New" is a charade
And there's a part of me that wishes I had stayed
Cause the purity, it makes me go insane
Can never fall asleep cause of the strain
So I look out of my window at the rain
Sleeping in a bed that's not my own
Staying in a house that's not my home
And I'm still clean
And I'm still clean
Ripped the posters from my bedside after sounding the alarm
It's as if all of my actions cause me harm
These are the choices I have made
And I'm fucking sick and tired of the shame
Cause the purity, it makes me go insane
Experiences not matched to a name
Lying down and waiting for the rain
Cause the purity, it makes me go insane
Cause the purity, it makes me go insane