When  your  grandmother  dies

  will  she  fly  to  the  afterlife

  or  will  she  haunt  your  children

  My  thoughts  are  logical  in  my  bedroom

  I  lay  awake  with  a  desperate  moon

  I'm  wishing  it  all  away  （I  wish  it  away）

  I  don't  need  the  anxiety

    Dirty  yellow  star  hinting  at  who  you  are

  Do  you  feel  dead  sinking  into  my  waterbed

  The  stars  on  my  ceiling  are  glowing

  （while）  your  life  is  a  constant  impending  doom

  My  thoughts  are  logical  in  my  bedroom

  I  lay  awake  with  a  desperate  moon

  I'm  wishing  it  all  away  （I  wish  it  away）

  I  don't  need  the  anxiety

    Watch  the  sun  melt  all  the  icicles

  Making  friends  is  never  logical

  Toss  your  body  to  the  ocean  for  the  gulls  and  seabirds

  They  will  watch  with  sun  tan  lotion  in  the  salty  air

  My  thoughts  are  logical  in  my  bedroom

  I  lay  awake  with  a  desperate  moon

  I'm  wishing  it  all  away  （I  wish  it  away）

  I  don't  need  the  anxiety

  I  know  who  you  are