maggots for brains

My day is so mundane, I don't think I left the house
Drank a pot of coffee, tried to write, nothing came out
Somehow, it's the weekend, I'm still bored out of my skull
And I went to the party but only on principle

[Pre-Chorus]
Empty, who can leave?

[Chorus]
I'm a zombie in my body, I'm a train off of the track
I feel dirty, I feel rotten, and the colors are all flat
I'm a sad shell of a woman, and I've got maggots for brains
But that's just a thing that happens
When my baby goes away

[Post-Chorus]
When my baby goes away
He goes away

[Verse 2]
Everything feels moldy like the fruit that's in my fridge
And everything that's funny, I wish I could tell to him
And sometimes, at a low point, I even wish for tragedy
'Causе I know he'd come over and takе real good care of me