Comfortable in the Grave

Wake up emma you've been sleepin' past the morning bell
Ain't nothing gained from goin' under in the wishing well
Did some laundry, left it folded right outside your door
An' you missed breakfast. I wish you'd consider eating more

You spent a week talkin' to no one but your therapist
And in the meantime word got out all across campus
Skin is sallow, looks like body bags under your eyes
Hell in a heartbeat i'd take half dead over not alive

And if you're not sure yet who you should save
Just don't get too comfortable in the grave

Not feelin' better, feelin' less which means less feelin' bad
That'll happen when you take all the pills you can grab.
Who could imagine? who'da thought he'd act like such a bro?
An' through the wall I hear you singin' with the radio

Walked in on you tryin' on my little brother's clothes
But i kept it quiet, promise i'm the only one who knows
I know that look, i know it's hard to tell who to believe
But sleep assured, each word comes from a heart of sympathy

And if you still don't know what you should say
Just don't get too comfortable in the grave

Dance dance with miserable abandon
Cut loose skin cold with disenchantment
Shake shake for romances remanded
And laugh hard like you're the one who planned it