Gallows Humour

You made it a habit to breathe through your chest
Your skin tailored too tightly, your bones kept arrest
Finding the worst in the best
Because I can't help but notice you're losing your voice
Pins and needles persist as you walk on white noise
You used to be bitter by choice

List the things you love
Cross out every one
You sat still as you should
And watched the decor hit the living room floor

Count the corners of
Your steepest obstacles
And like father like son
You're pulling when push comes to shove
You needed more

Stepping back through the hoops you set out in good times
Well you grew and you grew in yourself, you're confined
Turning your chin to the sky

So let this God-given guilt
Grace the weight on my shoulder blades
In third person, I struggle for one point of view
Colour code my perception of you

List the things you love
Cross out every one
You sat still as you should
And watched the decor hit the living room floor

Count the corners of
Your steepest obstacles
And like father like son
You're pulling when push comes to shove

You're pulling when push comes to shove
You needed more (Ow!)

I've got too much to live for
And it's just getting heavier
Forget all the features of each face I meet
Wish me away like a dandelion seed