You talk slow You're Tennessee railroad This year Next year This is where I left you, this is where you left me Time loop buried in your long sleeves When you regulate with emptiness What good is left Am I trying too hard to forget your mess? Going back to Detroit, in the basement with the carpet And the sounds that we hid under Blankets and headlights and black skies Blurry nosebleed, Heaven help me And I know it's been too long This sickness my wreckage, no sleep no sweat Give in give up Give up this cost