From the album Nothing's About to Happen to Me
This song uses a counting framework to describe a doomed relationship like it is a choreographed routine. Mitski lays out the steps of being consumed and left empty, but the real horror is how calmly she walks through it. She knows the pattern and does it anyway.
Number one, I'll come over / I'll be dressed like your best idea
Mitski shows up already playing a role, already performing what the other person wants. The phrase "dressed like your best idea" says she is costume, not person.
Number three, you will ruin me / Number four, I'm nobody's anyone anymore
The sequence goes from gentle to ruined to erased in two steps. Mitski states destruction as matter-of-fact as the numbers themselves, like it is just the next item on the list.
I'm only crying 'cause it feels good / I'll have a new haircut, I will be somebody else
This twists self-destruction into a weird kind of pleasure. The haircut becomes a small way to control transformation when everything else is happening to her.
And when I leave my body / Please pretend that you don't see / How I'm no longer there behind my eyes
Mitski asks for the mercy of not being seen disappearing. It is dissociation dressed as politeness, asking someone to ignore the fact that she has vacated herself.
Then, six, in the morning, I'll be woken up / By that old light, that old light
Morning light becomes the exit. The repetition of "that old light" makes it feel like this has happened before, will happen again, is already familiar.
The counting never stops. Even after the verse ends, the chorus keeps going past where the story did, numbers climbing without destination. Mitski turns intimacy into arithmetic and proves that knowing the rules does not mean you can break them.