Sick

Hospitals and waiting rooms
I read my book, you scroll on through
Until you lose your head or we get called
Skin and bones, the rollercoaster
It took ten kilos from you
All the doctors told me that it will take more

If one more person tells me that I'm brave or you look healthy
I might lose my shit or something I don't know
'Cause I can't wipe the tears from your eyes
I can't tell you you'll be fine
How could I tell that lie?

I'll go sit outside and cry on my own
Does it show I don't know how to be here or go?
So 'til tomorrow let the dark hold us together
And I hope in the morning you'll be better

More medicine or Jesus Christ
I don't believe but I could try
I think of what could help us and I drive
The supermarket's almost closed
You need good food to keep you going
And I can't cook but you can see I'm trying

If one more person asks if I'm okay, I will break
I can't hold this on my shoulders, I'm not brave
So darling, let the tears go from your eyes
Let them go, they don't need to dry
No one should hold this all inside

So I'll go sit outside and cry on my own
Does it show I don't know how to be here or go?
So 'til tomorrow let the dark hold us together
And I hope in the morning you'll be better

Sometimes I wake up in the night
And sometimes I just lie there in silence
And sometimes I wake up in the night
And I'd like to scream into the sky
'Cause you can't even walk to the end of the street
It's all in your blood, it's snipped off your wings
And I get scared whenever I leave
That when I come back you won't be here

So I'll go sit outside and cry on my own
Does it show that I don't know how to be here or go?
So 'til tomorrow let the dark hold us together
And I hope in the morning you'll be better

In the morning you'll be better



Credits
Writer(s): Alexandra Francis Lynn
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