You hold my hand You hold your liquor Projection screen Had ceased its flicker You gave me time to take Of your truth I was starved and you were full
I drove back home When you got sicker Disputing claims you still held the TV clicker And his face was flushed, still in my mind The waiter asked if she was mine
You need to hide It's in your framework Look me in the eyes and act like I don't know how shame works Your compass spins in reverse The trees do timelapse speed growth The sky is lost behind a sea of green
She's acting like she knows what's up She's trip, tripping that devotion stuff Breaking like her bread won't puff She's sipping, sipping from the holy cup
Waking up every day Is all about doing things you don't want to do But you're rewarded You get to wake up
