Running Red Lights

I didn't call you back on Sunday, cause I didn't want to fall in love
And as I came off the downers, all emotions were absolved
And it's been a month, it's been a while, but I still think back to that
Try to numb your self-reflection, too much love relies on that

And I didn't meet you on that Wednesday, cause I was unsure of what you meant
Ever since I found myself and lost him, I'm scared of living
So I'll just stay alone in my room, soaking up more cheap beer
And I'll play another four chords, about how I wish that you were here

And he said, get a hold of yourself
You're a good friend, you're a buddy, but you're starting to freak me out
You can't deal with this, kind of shit, through numbing it, by drinking until you pass out
Yeah you're a good friend, and you're a buddy, but you're starting to freak me out

And I didn't wake up on that Thursday, cause I was tired of waking up
Spending days on end in my room, just waiting till I fuck up
So I'll write a tune, I'll talk to you, but nothing feels like then
So I just stayed asleep in my room, cause it's safer in my bed

And I called in sick on Friday, cause they don't need me anyways
Yeah coffee makes me anxious, but I drink 3 cups a day
And I've been driving 40 over, since about 6:49
Listening to constant static, trying like hell to feel alive

And I said, get a hold of yourself
You're a good friend, and you're a buddy, but you're starting to freak me out
You can't deal with this, kind of shit, through numbing it, by smoking till' you green out
Yeah you're a good friend, and you're my buddy, but we need to figure this out