Comedown

I should be going to bed now.
I'll take a quick pill to even me out, I'm so wound,
from knotting my hair and pulling it out.
My best friends are just acquaintances,
my lover is not around.
My mother would be so proud to see me talking to myself.

In a minute, I'm apathetic.
Overwhelmingly just ok.
A manic in disarray.

Oh well,
Guess you lose some, win some.
Better if you brace for it now.
Cause sometimes,
the high is worth the comedown.
For now I guess I'll stick around.

She only loves him cause he's high end.
And he's got money she loves to spend,
but word is when she's loaded, yeah,
she's crying to her friends.
She says, "Katie, why me? I've only loved one man!"
Well, the only thing he ever loved was cocaine and leaving.

In a minute she says she's better.
She'd "rather be all alone."
having a break down over a dial tone.

Oh well,
Guess you lose some, win some.
Better if you brace for it now.
Cause sometimes,
the high is worth the comedown.
For now I guess I'll stick around.
Just cause it could always get worse,
don't mean it don't hurt when it hurts,
and it hurts like hell.
But it's worth it, in the moment.
For now I guess I'll stick around.

I'm content with loneliness.
And it scares me that it doesn't scare me yet.
I'm could care for a weekend.
But that's as far as I get.