Magazines

I wake up in a daze, my dreams are getting more vivid
Every time I close my eyes and drift off thinking of you
I open up the blinds to find a snowstorm mid-April
One year ago today, I remember it was sunny and warm
It's freezing and terrible, but it does not seem out of place
It just feels like another mistake
And laying on the floor in front of the fireplace
Is really not so bad

I go to the store to buy some beer, just cause I can now
There's some at home but I just need to get out
And the faces stare at me from the cover of every magazine
Like I have something they want, other than just my money
Eleven mind-blowing secrets to get your family to love you again
And erase the massive distance between you and your friends
And fill the void that formed in your heart when she left
And also please your man

I return home to an empty house, and the fire's out
And the cold has begun soaking into the walls
And the dog's downstairs in her bed and she's not allowed up
Because you know, dogs shed
And who the hell is gonna vacuum all that hair up

These are the mundanities that make this process so much worse
I can't even cathartically hug my dog without having to do more work
On top of the homework I'm not doing
And my brain is sick
Every thought's infected
And there's no easy cure
So I guess I'll just