In a bar, kaleidoscopic

Asking people if they come here often

Try to change the subject

If they ask about my day

Arguing with strangers on political opinions

I never figured out how to get these circles off my face

You call yourself an arsonist but

Really you're just burning old assignments

By the river with a couple of your friends

Couldn't tell a story well

To save a stranger's life

So I think I'll stick around

Maybe see how this one ends

Reach into your glove compartment

Fumble for a pill

You've been complaining about your head 

Ever since we had our little talk

Cut off all your hair

Or maybe dye it phthalo green

Read an article on how you should be going for a walk

Write another journal entry

Maybe about me

But only if my name has earned

Repeated tension in your hand

Give me your opinion, I'll gladly disagree

Or you can tell me how you're doing and I'll try to understand

And when I see you in the corner of my eye

The frenzy of the light show

Fades into a technicolour background

Playing Infinity On High

I sit and sing along

With a psyche that's impossible to track down

I've got a body and a mind

In a struggle to keep up

And a scar on my right leg from when I was younger

I think I'm staying in tonight

There's water at my door

And you know that I'm afraid of going under

Ash along the floor

From steady cannon fire

Busy staring at the shore

From up above

Inconsequential lies

In telling where to go

It's time to realise 

Just what I want

And then I hear you

Sing to me in tongues

I'll run this ship aground

The water in my lungs 

Replacing air

Torture me with words

I'd love to hear the sound

I'll reply in thirds as I go down

To be near you

Listen up

To the creaking in the floor

It won't take much for you to know my steps

So I turn the light off

I don't think I'm one for conversation right now

Opened up

The window in your room

You don't care much for the noise out there

It's a Tuesday night

I guess people don't have calendars no more, oh

When you start talking in your sleep

And I start taking it to heart

I guess it's easy to believe the words all falling apart

So could you tell that one again

Yeah could you tell that one again

Winding down

You've been sitting in the corner

Telling strangers

You don't wanna dance tonight

But I'd like to know

How you let yourself get dragged out here

Out here

And I wake up

To the television hum

And 14 steps that I recognise

But that's alright

I turn over like I'm fast asleep

Well you've been talking in your sleep

And I've been taking it to heart

I guess it's easier believing it than falling apart

So could you tell that one again

Yeah could you tell that one again

Coming down with something I suspect

Nothing works to make it better

Least as far as I can tell

I can rearrange my life to suit you more

Don't have anything this evening

Heat my dinner up by seven and then call it

I've been staring at the wall

Call it gambler's intuition but I think it's getting closer

I don't know how to prove it to you now

But I bet it won't bet long before I

Start sleeping in the closet

And I know that I can't go for much longer

Could you make the next one a little stronger, oh

Take another moment to reflect

Turn the laminate to mattress in the spring

Watching headlights start to blur

Hard to see them from this angle but you know the sound

It's a busy night

Light a candle, let it burn out

Leave me hanging on your wall

Like a still life of a tupperware container

Half the worth of the frame

Leaning gently to one side

As the weathering gets closer to me

There's not much of a turnout

Heavy paces on my ribcage

Desire paths and switchblades

I don't know how to tell the two apart anymore

Conversations with the mirror

Haven't made my head much clearer

I spend the evening lying on the carpet floor

Star-shaped gaps up on the ceiling

Window shattered, paint is peeling

It starts to fall apart, no reason why

Putting holes into the walls

When my frame begins to fall

You don't have to give me one more try

Hardwood floor calls to me

Like open doors, there ought to be

Something more than all of these

Agoraphobic words

Interpolate internal doubt

As something you can't go without

Prevent yourself from going out

The cages need their birds, oh

Press against the window pane

And watch the world remain the same

Would anybody know your name

Outside of these four walls

Come apart at shredded seams

A tower fan, white noise machine

You pull your teeth out in your dreams

And wake up as you fall, oh

But you take another step

And you take another

Falling out of touch

With everyone you know

Or maybe used to

Break your body down

To manageable parts

Just wings and carrion now

Talking to yourself

Alone in your room

The walls won't answer

And if you'd rather leave

Open your cage and

Pick yourself back up

Growing daisies in the cracks

Of a fracturing sidewalk

Paranoia, broken backs

Afraid of mirrors and small talk

And I start pulling them by hand

It felt right in the moment

Ocean water, empty land

It's salted earth, annulment

I've got plans tomorrow

But I can pencil you in

I've got plans tomorrow

But I can pencil you in

I've started talking to myself

I lie and call it the first time

A slow decline in mental health

But tell my friends I'm just fine

Should I record all of my thoughts

In my lone interactions?

I've spent a while in this box

I could use a distraction

I've got plans tomorrow

But I can pencil you in

I've got plans tomorrow

But I can pencil you in

You can call it superstition but I'm living afraid

I leave umbrellas on the front porch after the rain

And on the supermarket tile

Steps are evenly spaced

I'm gonna blame it on the world

Whatever it takes

Growing daisies in the cracks

Of a fracturing sidewalk

Paranoia, broken backs

Afraid of mirrors and small talk

Should I record all of my thoughts

In my lone interactions?

I've spent a while in this box

I could use a distraction

And call it superstition but I'm living afraid

I leave umbrellas on the front porch after the rain

Keep my eyes on the floor to avoid your face

I'm gonna blame the whole world when my spine breaks

When you write me in your epilogue

And age me up ten years

Will I be better off then

The author of a travel blog

Or just content in my career

I'd jog the early morning

I'd trade some notches on my belt

For some insight on why I've

Been looking at myself like this

Photo albums on the shelf

Could you tell me where to go

And all the things I might have missed

Forget the ever after

Would I be happy

Tell you all about my life

Or what I had for dinner yesterday

If I remember

Thoughts about the afterlife

Or finally talk about the reason that I hate November

Find distractions in the world

Make a change to my appearance

And move on to something new

Dive below the ocean curls

Turn around for morning light

And all it's redirected through

Forget the ever after

Would I be happy