I'm watching it pour from cupped hands
it's spilling out onto the floor
and I'm grasping, grasping stupidly, mouth agape
“spilled water cannot be put back”
please take it easy on me
I say that to myself as much as you
I talk to me more than anyone else
and I'm only so hard on people
myself. take it easy on me, man.
I don't feel much like music
where the hell did all my teeth go
I tried to swallow everything
now even this song is silent
and even food feels hungry
this water just tastes thirsty
something else to talk about
I swear I still feel your cheek
and all that sensitive bullshit
doesn't make me feel much better
it's looking like someday lately