empty rooms talk

i left the light on for nobody

same stain on the shirt for days

same ache in the middle of my chest i say i'm fine

till my mouth goes dry i keep missing the point of rest

if i go quiet don't follow me down i been disappearing right

here in the room you hold my hand like a bruise i

keep love me a little then leave me to doom phone face

down and i still feel seen every bad thought knows my government

name i count the cuts i never made

and call that progress for the day if i go quiet don't

follow me down i been disappearing right here in the room you

hold my hand like a bruise i keep

i don't wanna die i just don't know how to stay

you said wait till morning morning

feels the same if

i go quiet don't follow me down love me a little before

i fade still awake still here