I spent a year playing nurse to a wound you didn’t want to heal

Just to prove to some God that I was actually capable of how I feel

I used to swallow my tongue just to let you have the last word

God, looking back now, it’s all so fucking absurd.

Now I’m just staring at the wall while you’re choking on your pride

And I’ve never felt more alive than the moment I died inside.

I’m just waiting for you to finish crying so I can finally get some sleep.

Yeah, I’m just waiting for you to finish crying so I can finally get some sleep.

Remember how I’d cry? God, that girl feels like a ghost

Now I’m just bored of the things that used to hurt the most

You could say the worst thing and I’d probably just blink

I’m already halfway to the bottom of the sink

And the only reason I haven’t walked out of the door

Is that meeting someone new feels like such a fucking chore.

The thought of telling someone else where all my trauma’s from

Makes me feel so exhausted, makes me feel so fucking numb

I’d have to explain my mother, and the way I hate the rain

I’d have to build a whole new house inside a stranger’s brain

So I’ll sit here in the ruins and I’ll let you have your say

Because I’m too burnt out to start over with a ‘hey’.

I’m just waiting for you to finish crying so I can finally get some sleep.

It’s not loyalty, honey, it’s just pure mental exhaustion

Every new beginning feels like a fucking auction

I’ve sold off the parts of me that used to feel soft

I’m watching our ghost from the window up loft

I used to be desperate to make this thing right

Now I’m just too lazy to find a new fight.

I’m staring at my hands and I’m perfectly still

Knowing I could leave but I don’t have the will.