Dying Alone - American Pets

Hanging around, outside a bar

Smoke cigarettes, take a deep breath

I’m not a fan of small talk

But I’ll partake to get along

And now I’m name-dropping

(Does that make you like me?)

I talk about nothing

(So you understand)

And that’s how I know I’m dying alone

Isn’t it lovely

To not feel alone when no one’s around?

It makes me happy

To feel at home, dying alone

Laundry is done, folding is fun

Eating a bite, riding my bike

No one to share with, no one who cares if

I’m not around or run out of town

And now I’m free-falling

(Does that make you want me?)

You talk like you know me

(When I’m not around)

I think you should know — you’re dying alone

Isn’t it lovely

To not feel alone when no one’s around?

It makes me happy

To feel at home, dying alone

All I wanna do is make friends but

That would cost me, I’ll stay home

I’m dying alone

All I wanna do is feel love but

Too much envy, I’ll stay home

'Cause I’m already dead

Isn’t it lovely?