Close the curtains block out the light

But what saves you from the night

When you lay down and thoughts from the past start to creep into your mind

From those late nights

And those long drives

When we used to thrive

Your self awareness is so pathetic

You think your words are so prophetic

No one has time for this

At least not me

And I'm still convinced

That you can't see

It's an elegy for you and me

My phone is ringing again

Over and over again

Contriteness is dead

Like skin you were meant to be shed

You were meant to be shed

Close the curtains block out the light

But what saves you from the night

When you lay down and thoughts from the past start to creep into your mind

From those late nights

And those long drives

When we used to thrive

Restless again

It's not my job to mend

Everything you said

Over and over again

Like skin you were meant to be shed