pink plastic cutlery

If these walls could speak
They'd spill all my secrets
And I'd welcome it
Like I'd welcome a friend
A friend I can't remember
A friend I won't forget

I recently learned to watch what I eat
And I use pink plastic cutlery

If these walls could see
I think they'd turn around
And look the other way
And It's probably in shame
As I'm falling through the floor
Thoughts keep falling out of my head
All contradicting, obviously

I recently learned to watch what I eat
And I use pink plastic cutlery