Lyrics Nero Diocletian - Tennis Elbow

When all my plants are wilting
And my heart's been through the wringer
Will you be by my sidelines
Giving me the foam finger
I asked her if she could ever fall in love with a singer
And she said, "I'm feeling pretty tired now, goodnight"

When anxiety attacks me
And I'm in need of safekeeping
Mind just keeps on spinning
From my excessive daydreaming
Asked her why she's been so
Lonely, aloft, and day drinking
And she said, "Why the hell are you so uptight"

In a perfect moment
We could be Diocletian and change ourselves
Even when we're broken
Dividing like adjacent daughter cells
Baby, let's get open
Be my something or be my nothing else
Be my something or my nothing else

I don't want to hang above you
Like a fucking stalactite
Or front crawl below you
Honing in on our bad sides
Why does every time I say goodbye
Feel like the last time
And she said, "I'm feeling pretty tired now, goodnight"

In a perfect weekend
The two of us, our monkey and nothing to hide
Even when our doubts creep in
Will Eurydice make it out alive
In one piece then
Be my something or my nothing else
Be my something or my nothing else
Be my something or my nothing else

In a perfect moment
We could be Diocletian and change ourselves
Even when we're broken
Dividing like adjacent daughter cells
Baby, let's get open
Be my something or be my nothing else
Be my something or my nothing else