From the album Daughter from Hell
This is a song about choosing haunting over healing. She's built an entire phantom relationship in her head, summoning someone who left into her kitchen for conversations they'll never have. The person isn't dead, isn't mourning her back, they just moved on, and she's still staging their return in empty rooms.
I felt you in the morning in the kitchen / And it spooked me 'cause you weren't there
She admits the ghost spooked her but keeps talking to it anyway. The fear doesn't stop the conjuring, it confirms she knows this is pathological and does it regardless.
Promise not to laugh, I talk to you, you don't talk back / 'Cause you're a figment of my imagination
She's asking an imaginary person not to judge her for talking to them. The self-awareness makes it worse, she knows they're not real and still needs their approval.
Do you remember all the shit I broke? Well, I fixed it / Kick your shoes off, go and leave 'em by the stairs, but you don't
She's reporting progress to someone who will never see it, setting up domestic rituals for a person who isn't coming home. The shoes by the stairs are the most devastating detail, she's remembering exactly where they used to live.
If you could do me just a little favor, tell me I'm no failure?
The ask escalates from 'don't laugh at me' to 'tell me I'm not worthless.' She's using a phantom to perform the emotional labor a real person refused to do. The imaginary version is kinder than the one who left.
Oh, oh, is it me, or is it so hot? / Oh, oh, is it time to take our clothes off?
The fantasy turns sexual. She's not just missing companionship, she's recreating intimacy with someone who isn't there. It's unclear whether this memory or invention, but either way it's fully dissociative.
The last line, 'you were unaware', confirms the entire song happened inside her head. This person has no idea she's still staging their return, fixing things for an audience of one, asking questions into silence. She says she hates it twice, but the song is proof she's chosen this over letting go.