Admit to that

I find comfort in the loudness Seeking shelter at the bar Sweet companionship to undress I’m a martyr when I’m drinkin the dark I hear voices in the silence Four walls slowly stripped of art Cereal dinner for convenience they know, they know, they know I’m falling apart I know, I know, I know I’m falling apart Like I’m a scientist on my deathbed searching for some sort of cure, Can’t find a chemical that rids me of not being yours, Just like a ghost I roam these halls stumbling around and haunting you looking for evidence and understanding In your punctuation, past and present tense What’s been hiding in the pauses of your breath? Like I’m a scientist on my deathbed searching for some sort of cure Can’t find a chemical that rids me of not being yours and I’ll admit to that, I’ll admit to that Sweating out my salvation here on the hospital floor Can’t seem to find the vein saves me from not being yours no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh Oh oh, I know, I know, I know I know Oh oh, I know, I know, I know I know Oh oh, I know, I know, I know I know Losing my mind down every dead ended street we would drive Just so that I don’t spend all my time talking to shadows while they watch me cry So here I will stay, calloused and grey chasing this thread right down into my grave But all that to say Dear, death of me I love you anyway