I'm alone, in this crowded room
The blood on my hands and what's spilled on my shoes
And the strangers passing by
With their stolen glances from hazy eyes
And I know we'll both be gone by this time next year
(Stop running from it, you're just running from it)
Another version of me moved up north of here
(You're just running from it)
I'm nineteen almost twenty and forgotten how it feels to be me
Most nights I'm too fucked up to even reach the kitchen sink
So I'm pouring it out on the page like my stomach down the drain
And if you ever hear this song just know I'm always out here standing
In the rain
Too many thoughts to put into words
So sink the truth right where it hurts
I'm not my mother's son cause I drink too much
And I could never be enough
And I know that somewhere deep down you're proud of me
(But from birth I've fought this urge to just fade away)
Between the bottom of a bottle and a balcony
(Spare me your sympathy)
I'm nineteen almost twenty and forgotten how it feels to be me
Most nights I'm too fucked up to even reach the kitchen sink
So I'm pouring it out on the page like my stomach down the drain
And if you ever hear this song just know I'm always out here standing
In the rain
Caught up with leaving you, I ache when I wake in the afternoon
An apathetic sense of freedom, bottomed out and lost for meaning
Ten stories up, the silence cuts, and all my blood runs thicker
Put the bottle to my head
I was the loading the gun you were pulling the trigger
Caught up with leaving you, I ache when I wake in the afternoon
An apathetic sense of freedom, bottomed out and lost for meaning
I'm nineteen almost twenty and forgotten how it feels to be me
Most nights I'm too fucked up to even reach the kitchen sink
So I'm pouring it out on the page like my stomach down the drain
And if you ever hear this song just know I'll always be out standing
In the rain