Somedays you miss me, most days you don’t. I ask if you’ll touch me but I know you won’t. I’m trying to remember but my memory’s no good, are we still in love? I find myself walking, always with my head down, thinking about the last time I was wanted around. I’m trying to remember but my memory’s no good, why am I alive? I’m looking for answers, I’m looking for death; I’m thinking the latter would be “for the best.” I’m trying to remember but I cannot think, everything’s weighing, everything’s weighing on me. I can’t seperate the lines between “our life” and “mine.” I can’t come to terms with leaving everything behind. I’ve tried, but I can’t.
Track Name: Second Phone Call
Get a call from my sister; hear the voice of my mother. She doesn’t want to open old wounds, but she might come home soon. And “I don’t know If that’s such a good plan” because I really think that might kill my dad. Because he still lives in the past, because he hasn’t moved on like we have. There’s still blood on those walls no amount of paint can cover up. And how am I supposed to leave, if she’s supposed to come back? What if the kids still need me? Who’s gonna be there when they’re scared?