You sat emotionless, just like you always do
Wrestled with covers that are in-caved
in your bed frame.
You get a high from loneliness
And a thrill from shattered glass
just so you can pick it up
And you hope it'll attach, and you hope it'll attach.
A memorial, from you and me
Let's take a deep breath
And maybe we'll see.
You get a high from loneliness
And a thrill from shattered glass
just so you can pick it up
And you hope it'll attach, and you hope it'll attach.