Ankle, Wrist

[Part 1]
I don't feel, oh I don't feel, I don't feel
I don't feel in line, I don't wanna see you baby
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know where you're living

I'm feeling divine, I am not the way you left me
Rising up to grind, I don't wanna see your face

Now, now
Right now, now

I don't think I know, I don't think I know you baby
I don't think I know what you want
I don't think I know how to give you all, no more
Loving you is all I knew

No more, no more, it's no more
No more with, no more
I don't wanna see you no more

([?], feeling for your [?]
Between your nose and your top lip
I feel your finger tips)

[Part 2]
Are you gonna show?
What could you want at midnight?
Sleeping is so new to me now
My own room, my own house

There's still a shirt in my closet
I don't smell, don't look at
Don't throw it out I don't bother it
Don't want it to come to the surface
I don't have the strength

But your memory still sits here with me
I don't ask it to, I don't wanna move
I just miss the pain, I just miss the pain

[?]
[Part 3]
Ooh, ah, ee
I don't wanna freak out
But damn I'm gonna freak out
If you don't lemme freak out love

Why you be so fucky?
I don't think you're funny
Make me want to get the fuck out

I don't wanna see you no more
I don't wanna see you no more
I don't wanna see you no more

Ankle, wrist; make, [?]
Ankle, wrist; [?]