Sick

Hello what the hell am I doin' here

That's a really nice suit

This is a really comfortable chair

See I don't know if you can help me or not

Cause I don't feel sick

But the pains in my head have almost put me

Underground

I don't really care if I'm healthy or not

Just clean my head up doc

I'll give you anything you want

See I don't know why I don't fall in love

Well maybe I know why and maybe you could make it stop

Then we'll cut it up and bury it and leave it

Underground

And I'll take to wishing and fall under

Sleeping safe and sound

Just give me medicine prescribe me anything

Just knock me out and walk me through the door

I have no desire to see through my own eyes anymore

Hello what the hell are you doing here

You made a really strange face

This is a really uncomfortable air

I see I'm boring you, maybe I bore myself too

That's why I need help, I'm cleaning blood off dusty shelves

I been cut up in this room so many times it might take days

And those stress cracks in the wood

How nicely the soak up the stains

Been telling myself these jokes for so long well so long

I'm a has been who is heckled on the stage

Well it's not fair

It's not even close

You tied me down

Where I'm forced to watch as you poke holes

In every part of me

Containing something secretly

Something sacred to me

Well I lied my face off

When I said that I would be okay

It's never fine when you go away

These cuts run deep these scars are permanent

And always on display

This makes things difficult for me

Well It's not fair

It's not even close

You fed me the sun

Burned me up inside and watched me choke

On everything we did

On everything we lived

Let's see if I can live again

Well I lied my face off

When I said that I would be okay

It's never fine when you go away

These cuts run deep these scars are permanent

And always on display

This makes things difficult for me

Head like an empty sterile room somehow I made a mess

Like watching newborn babies crack from work related stress

Head like an empty sterile room somehow I made a mess

Like watching newborn babies crack from work related stress

I'm bad luck

Can't fuck

Got no reflection today

Maybe I'll stay down next time I get hit by a train

By a train

Well I lied my face off

When I said that I would be okay

It's never fine when you go away