All the strings are breaking lately
all the handles letting go
the things I thought once tied us
were barely just for show
You say you want to go back to rehab
but you'd have to use again
I thought I'd heard all the excuses
but you've got some imagination
I always let you choose the music
hoping small things keep you calm
a honking car sets you off for hours
just more brush on your bonfire
until it's burning to the treetops
you're a pile on the couch
with the dogs and the blankets and the hat over your eyes
like they can save you from yourself
now you're way deep underwater
your voice bubbles up slowly
you don't want to hear from me
tell me not to take it personally
well fuck you don't say i love you
don't say i matter to you anymore
don't pretend we have a future
because you're so unwell, so unwell, so unwell
