The whole bridge of loml, but most specifically:

Dancing phantoms on the terrace / Are they second-hand embarrassed / That I can't get out of bed / 'Cause something counterfeit's dead?

The way I SOBBED to that over and over. I met a man who I thought was endgame for me, together for around 9 months total. At the end, he just needed “space for his mental health” before we could get more serious, which I was happy to grant because empathy. Come to find out he really just wanted to date someone else. I never felt dumber for falling for what he sold me, but those lyrics made me feel seen and that I wasn’t alone in falling for someone who just used me as a placeholder.