lucky strike

It's later than I thought
And you're out again
Talking to the folks unknown
Sprained your ankle on a cutscene champ
Wheelchaired you up the ramp
Window hospices beside your home
You turned the light off with a hostile look
I read the names inside your book
A little journey to the left bedside
And drove you home and shared the shame
At terror twilight, when the lights don't change
I kept my hands across my face to hide
Still, you are the only one I could wrap my arms around
And breathe
Field medics don't fix shit
Causing all my dissonance
The discrepancies between our hands
But you're missing me to pity it
Laughing, lighting cigarettes
Shaving time and missing plans
Cool enough to see you there
But not down enough to try to share
The thoughts that get me down and out
So, wrap me up in an extension cord
Untie me on your own accord
And tell me what the slight's about
Still, you are the only one I could wrap my arms around
There's something about you
The air change around you
You waterboard the words out of mouths that surround you
Reaching out to wrap my arms around you
And breathe
(I'll see)
It's later than you thought
And I'm gone for good
Speaking with the folks next door
To give another shot
Is something that I would
But, I don't need to get it off no more
Still, you are the only one that I could wrap my arms around
There's something about you
The air change around you
You waterboard the words out of mouths that surround you
Reaching out to wrap my arms around you
And breathe