Paul Michael White Jr. - I'm Really Good At Secreting lyrics

The sea has eaten my sole friend I wonder where he rests his head Below is where I bet he's sent To feast on sin like all the rest They'll tell him every place he's been He'll meet a woman without a head She'll keep him tightly to her breast Together they will build a nest The flames will burn up to their necks To remain in the last place that he went The letter's finally been sent His mother mourns for days on end Looks above for something heaven sent She can't forget all the words he said But surely none of it he meant Looking down now at unmade beds Can't bear to see all that's left Silence will fill all that is left