Still Life

I held you in my arms just yesterday.

When you lie you always touch your hair

When you tell me that he wasn't there.

You called me when you woke up

And you stayed calm because I choked up

And maybe we're both fucked

Or maybe I'm just bad luck.

So I'll make up my bed

Try to get high

Try to forget what you said

Then I'll call you again.

Because I can't sleep.

I don't feel like I used to

And you don't look like you want to

And your skin crawls and my jaw clicks

It's not bad if you're used to it

Not broke if it can't be fixed

Not real if you question it

Not clean if we're still a mess

And we're still a mess.

You get sick so you quit school

And we're dead broke but it fits you

And it's not like it won't get you too.

I was just like you.

So I make up my bed

Try to get clean

Try to forget you instead

Then I call you again.

Because I can't sleep.