I used to hate the sand
Now all I want is to be buried in it
I used to hate holding your hand
But I took my skin for granted
I love the ocean
Only cause you were there
When you heard of the news
You weren't even scared
I wanna scoop out my cheeks
So you can't pinch them anymore
I want to add to my legs
And be as tall as the morgue
I want the fat in my arms to melt off my bones
And my stomach to fall out right onto the floor board
Arms, legs, gut, face
All of the things you love but I hate
Arms, legs, gut, face
All of the things you will never see again
