Thank You - Speedy Ortiz

Thanks for never being there

Thanks for holding back my hair

While I coughed up rotten meals

Thanks for those

Thanks for showing me what I’m not

Thanks for cutting me while I bled out

Thanks for dying in my dreams

Really thanks for nothing

You were such a lonely kid

Cursing the teacher and doling out hits

To your friends out waiting by the tire swing

Thanks for bruising my arm

Look I’m tough look I can fight

Thanks for stealing my car that night

And leaving me afraid by the dark road side

King of loathing ghost or something

Oh my buddy thanks for nothing

Thanks for nothing