I was feeling a little bizarre
The day that I burned my family car
In the scrap metal wrecking yard
And I’ve said so many goodbyes
In the 25 years that I’ve been alive and I
Don’t know why this one was so hard
And every time I go back to my apartment
All I wanna do is get stoned
And I’m sick and tired of blacking out on my carpet
And waking up all on my own
So I brought you home
You started falling apart
Six months after you moved in
And I should have known from the start
That things would be different
It’s not something that I can fix
If I could do anything, you know I would and
This fucking vacation would come to an end
Maybe then you’d be normal again
Last week when I went back to my apartment
You were looking so stoned
The day after christmas, you acted so different
Just wanted to be on your own
So I thought you better sleep right through the day
And cast all of my savings and loans
But you were too late
You weren’t letting go
And nothing I say
Will make it okay
You just sleep in the heat and repeat
You wasted away
And nothing I do
Is gonna save you
I’m trying my best but you
Can’t even look at me and talk to me and
Tell me what’s happening to you
Yesterday I went back to my apartment
To see how you’d been holding up
You hadn’t been eating
I thought you were sleeping but
You’re not waking up
And I wanted you to know that I’d
Spend every bit of my
Pitiful savings and loans
Just to see you again
But I know I won’t
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