doing all the things i used to do with people, part 2 (acoustic/rooftop version)

I'll try this song

On the roof

I'll see if I can do it without fucking it up

And it'll be fun 'cause it'll be like, all wind

This version we have is like, really different

Wait- hold on

It's really slow

Just gonna leave that in, this take

Stay in bed

Sometimes turning to my right

Until I close my eyes

This is not a song about sleep or death

It's about something much smaller and paler than that

I'm not going to show it to my friends

'Cause when I came home

I'd lost thirty-something pounds

I didn't leave my bed

I threw up in a bathroom in Baltimore

Before dancing with a girl

I'll probably never talk to again

We won't be friends

And I won't be nice to anyone

Because I don't see why I should

I don't see the point

I won't, I won't get clean

For the rest of my life

I won't be nice

I don't know what to do at the end because it just like, turns into noise in the song

So it's like... when we- we wanna do it live and like, have it turn into noise, just like with all the instruments

But I wanna figure out something like really, different for the acoustic version, but like, comparable

But I don't know what that is

I don't know