Sick and Tired, Tired and Sick

I got drunk at this New Year Eve party.

Terrible music blasting across the room

I don’t know anyone and I feel guilty,

I disappointed you I assume.

I don’t know where you are

you must be with your cool friends

or maybe with your mom, you must be far

and the spinning of the room never ends.

It’s too cold in winter to be outside,

I only keep wondering are we looking at the same sky?

Like I can’t even look at the fireworks shining so bright

without the thought of you crossing my mind.

I can’t even walk a straight line.

I keep thinking, would you be there to hold me?

Would you scold me?

You’ll say God is against alcohol,

as you light a blunt and you smoke it all.

I dreamed about your every fucking night this week,

All this goddamned people blowing up my phone and it’s only you I wish to see.

I hope I sober up soon,

hope I stop thinking about you,

my body doesn’t feel like mine,

I hope I sober up soon.

Like a puppet tied up to some wires,

I hope I sober up soon,