Stalking Myself

Ello, I'm still waiting on a call back
My ex told me I'm a fucking mess, then she crawled back
Never understood the way you carry round a small bag
I'll probably get a trolley for my luggage, know it's all black
I was growing up on All That and Bright Eyes
And Death Cab at night time
This music my lifeline
Like maybe I'll find time and stay for a bit
This ain't nothing but the trouble gotta loosen my grip
Little man, I see you grinning, why you acting a bitch
I'm on the road, feeling zoned out, lacking a fix
Too many questions in my head, got me drafting a list
Of all the things I should've said, like I'm crafting a script
I'm too lofty, so get off me
I get turbulent, I wouldn't cross me
It might be permanent, the way it cost me
Time was never really on my side

My head's on fire
Cut my wires out like yesterday
Hold my line
I guess that I'll find out the hard way

I feel like I'm stalking myself
Tear myself to pieces, I'm exhausting myself
Did I mention I was nauseous, I got lost in myself
There's these two little soldiers sitting soft in my shelf
Don't squander your stillness, put blame on your illness
And act like you don't understand what you're doin
I waited and waited, and planned for the ruins
And now I get paid just to do it, I hate what I said
It's probably the meds, it's probably the reason I'm better off dead
Prolly the season I put in a fix
I spent all of my money on demons and tricks
I don't know what I want now
Maybe something I could lug around with my stuff
I'ma always hold you down, cause things'll get tough
You can count on that
So we let go, yeah we let go

My head's on fire
Cut my wires out like yesterday
Hold my line, I guess that I'll find out the hard way

I wore myself down
I'm down and out
I want something else
I wore myself down
I'm down and out
I want something else

Thank you, thank you