To: Myself In Colorado

I wanna smell like roses

I wanna be your bride

I wanna pasteurize your words to make them drinkable, I wanna die

I wanna make my own ketchup

I wanna go for a run in the woods

And I'll tell you that I'll be home by sunset, so have the table ready for when I return

And it's cold in Colorado, but it's warm where I am

And I know things now to treat you better then

Treat you better then, treat you better then

And I wish I'd treated me better then

Treated me better then, treated me better then

And I wish I'd treated you better then, treated you better then

Cause things were better then

And I don't like nicotine, or maybe I do

There's something comforting in having your nerves reconstructed

And re-construed, and I'm choking down this water

Even though my stomach hurts worse than it ever has

And I need to focus on my health, but health has never been the plan

And it's cold in Colorado, but it's warm where I am

And I know things now to treat you better then

Treat you better then, treat you better then

And I wish I'd treated me better then

Treated me better then, treated me better then

And I wish I'd treated you better then, treated you better then

Cause things were better then