Imitate me

[Verse 1]
Come on
Let it go
Forget you wrote
In your black book full of things

[Verse 2]
Like a stain
On the sheets
Where you lie
This bed needs
To be aired
Like your laundry you try to hide

[Verse 3]
Let it go
Forget you wrote
In your black book you can write

[Pre-Chorus]
The, worst, curse
Come on, replicate me
Because it's the
Because it’s the highest form of flattery

[Chorus]
Imitate, imitate me
Imitate, imitate me oh!

[Verse 4]
Come on
Let it go
Forget you wrote
In your black book full of saints

[Bridge]
(Saints live on these)
Write the
(On these pretty pages)
Worst curse
(There are holy figures)
Write the
(With crossed out eyes)
Worst curse
(I saw a vision of Jesus)
Write the
(With a woman's face)
Worst curse
(Such a perfect self-portrait)
An expression of self-hate

[Pre-Chorus]
Write, the, worst, curse
Come on, replicate me
Because it's the
Because it’s the highest form of flattery

[Chorus]
Imitate, imitate me
Imitate, imitate me

[Chorus]
Imitate, imitate me
Imitate, imitate me