Hang Out With Me

I wish you would hang out with me, I want to drive my car into a tree
It doesn't get better, wish someone told me that when I was seventeen
They'll switch up the meds, well maybe it's all in your head
Although everything changes, we still stay in bed

And there I'll stay underneath the floorboards
Never speaking to anyone that lives here
Committing myself to endless self examination
Yeah man, that's the scoop

I wish you would hang out with me, but you spend all your time making money
Making jokes about other folks, but those are the jokes that I don't find funny
And you crossed the line, when you got drunk that night
But we're alone now, let's try not to fight

Anxious weights shackled around my ankles
Are dragging me through hot coals and infinity
Commending those that see the value in altruistic maturity
C'mon man, please come through

And I can't quite ever say
What it's like to feel ok
And I can't quite ever know
What it's like not to feel alone