This Song Is Sad (And Long) So It's at the End

I watch the sunrise in my living room
In the house my dad raised in
I have my coffee and make my breakfast
The same thing I've eaten since August Twenty-Seventeen
It's not much but gets my day started
Get me out of bed
It makes me think about my day
Instead of laying there instead

And when it's over I'm back to being lonely

I have good people, really good people
Who for some strange reason love me
I have a brother who just got married
And two sisters who now live out of town
Not often, but sometimes, I really miss them
I ask about their day
I'm not good at small talk
But I'm trying to let them know I'm there anyway

When it's over I'm back to being lonely
And when it's over I'm back to being lonely

Last month I thanked Aimee
For those three days that we spent in her bed
Not for the time there but for the sense that
I felt like I may be to able to love again
It's not much but, it's the start of something
A tightening in my chest
I don't believe we all have one person
But someone out there who makes me be what I wanna be the best
The best version of me
The one who cares deeply
The one who speaks softly instead of crying out for help
The one who writes love notes
And tells the worst jokes because he knows they'll only make that person laugh
The one who cooks breakfast
And isn't restless when she tosses in her bed
Because he knows she's sleeping peacefully
Just having a sort of dream that maybe she'll tell him about in the morning

And when it's over I'm back to being lonely
When it's over I'm back to being lonely