fishglobe eyes

You've got your trips Nightstand to nightstand I've got my guts to crawl in and make plans There's a ghost in your attic and skeletons in your closet I wonder if you'll ever learn to be honest I'm sick of hurting I was never that charismatic I was never sure where to put my hands or feet or legs or body Millions of fishglobe eyes staring A prolonged social ballet wearing me down But this sadness lives where I live now The first time you were able and you had to do something with it You took the first train home And you almost had a coughing fit You texted me "I can't right now" And you felt bad till you laid down Watching day time tv Waiting for it waiting for me You're never caught up in the moment Took the walls down with an axe You want to be worried But you finally got me off your back You'd only ever care to listen If you knew the stars would stay right there You're thinking of the future while I'm sitting on the stairs Millions of fishglobe eyes staring A prolonged social ballet wearing me down But this sadness lives where I live now You were meant to prove how happy I could be But all this misery returns to me You were meant to prove how happy I could be But all this misery returns to me