sad fucking year

It's been a sad fucking year for us all
Unlock my phone, I don't know who to call
Scroll the contacts and come to a halt
Let it dim into darkness and stare at my face on the screen

What I mean is I'm scared if they answer
Their mood will just transfer to me
And I need to settle my anchor first
And what if it's just the machine

You see we're all mean
Embody a kindness to get the thing that we so need
Set the scene
And hide behind faces familiar to everybody
It's boring
There's mistakes waiting to be repeated

Still owe so much on your loans
Becoming your debt, never paying them off
Til the best part of you is just bone
Then you dim into darkness, your shadow bows onto the screen

It's routine
One after another
From daughter to mother, and scene
And believe
That if you saw right through
They were waiting for you to come clean

You see we're all mean
Embody a kindness to get the thing that we so need
Set the scene
And hide behind faces familiar to everybody
It's boring
There's mistakes waiting to be repeated

And you'll look so nice in that sheet
Your spirit it'll hover, shrouded so purposefully
And we'll plead, in our last times of candor
You were something to dance for
A life lived so plentifully

On the days my phone don't recognize me
Eyes plump from the crying, betrayed by my technology
It's comforting
To know what I'm feeling is felt by the most wondering

You see
We're all
Mean

You see
We're all
Mean

You see
We're all
Mean

You see
These must be
Those lines in between