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i feel fine when the stars align, |
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i feel fine when my body's warm. |
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you feel fine all the time. |
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it fucking feels cold. |
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it's just the kids these days-- |
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they make me feel so old. |
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i don't feel comfortable in my own skin. |
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i think the best is only over. |
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the night is slowly closing in, |
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and i'm staring at my thighs. |
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you watch an episode and nothing more, |
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i think i'd rather not be sober. |
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i feel fine when i'm walking home. |
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the cold waits til i get inside. |
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but i can't tell the difference. |
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i hate you for this. |
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it feels like yesterday, |
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you were closing up my blinds, |
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you didn't want the world to see you |
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in my bed and sleeping past morning. |
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it's hard enough to say |
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i'm taking care of myself |
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when i'd give the world for nothing more |
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than a call, just telling me you're still the same. |
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you collect, |
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when i grind my teeth, |
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when it's hard to breathe |
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you collect, |
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when i watch the time, |
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when you're on my mind |
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you collect, |
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when i see your name, |
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when i blame the pain, |
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you collect. |
