doing all the things i used to do with people, part 2 (acoustic/rooftop version)

I'll try this song
On the roof
I'll see if I can do it without fucking it up
And it'll be fun 'cause it'll be like, all wind

This version we have is like, really different
Wait- hold on
It's really slow
Just gonna leave that in, this take

Stay in bed
Sometimes turning to my right
Until I close my eyes
This is not a song about sleep or death
It's about something much smaller and paler than that
I'm not going to show it to my friends
'Cause when I came home
I'd lost thirty-something pounds
I didn't leave my bed
I threw up in a bathroom in Baltimore
Before dancing with a girl
I'll probably never talk to again
We won't be friends
And I won't be nice to anyone
Because I don't see why I should
I don't see the point
I won't, I won't get clean
For the rest of my life
I won't be nice

I don't know what to do at the end because it just like, turns into noise in the song
So it's like
When we, we wanna do it live and like, have it turn into noise, just like with all the instruments
But I wanna figure out something like really, different for the acoustic version, but like, comparable
But I don't know what that is
I don't know