Empty Homes

It's a nostalgic smell after the rain Seasons have passed but I'm right here waiting Scared to face rejection from your off-white complexion Full of self-doubt I thought I'd be better by now Lie wide awake at night and I think of you I hope you still think of me too Like how'd we get here You're a sick reminder that my eyes are jet black Cut wrists That's none of your business Well I smoke too much or I'm not enough Does it matter that I'm drowning We're stretched too thin Driving endlessly to some place that can fix this I'm getting tired again I don't want to hurt you I don't want to hate you But I signed up for this I want out of business Lie wide awake at night and I think of you I hope you still think of me too Like how'd we get here You're a sick reminder that my eyes are jet black Cut wrists That's none of my business Moments come and go Memories fade away Going slow Thought what we had was forever Family, start a family All alone, empty home I forget that I'm shaking Lie wide awake at night and I think of you I hope you still think of me too Like how'd we get here You're a sick reminder that my eyes are jet black Cut wrists That's none of my business Oh, oh, oh