He holds me tight
And I forget all the world
He lets me go
And I remember
He used to hold her.
Am I lonely?
I feel like I'm not getting enough sleep.
I wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick.
I reach for the dirty T-shirt I sleep with over my face
Trying to breathe in every little bit of bodily intoxication
That has been exuded by me so-called other half
Who has left me feeling like
This rag off his body
Is the only thing he has left me.
Didn't even leave it actually
I took it!
I pretend to wear it like a noose sometimes.
So, no, I'm not lonely.