That will interfere with my day tomorrow
I don't think I'll ever leave my bed
Its not as if the list compiled
Will be touched upon no work no trial
I'm starting to feel all the days pass
When the men return
In a binge of self medication
The ghost of me drenches you with love
That twist in my chemisty unwinds and comes undone
Return to that useless soul,
That useless soul of silence.
It doesn't matter just how quiet
I will read it all in the glaze of your eyes
Still you spend every waking moment with me.
All the years that were pleasurable are now holding you prisoner
And now everyday you wait for them to return.
As I fail to say what you, what you need to hear.
Well you deserve, you deserve someone better.
That there was once so much room to breathe.
I've been leaning on you for over three years
Your down on one leg slipping in a river of tears.