Head like a setting sun
Guts as empty as my lungs
Nailed my heart above the door
It’s not blood it’s wine
I’m drinking every night again
Ignore the rot I’m sinking in
Hands up my son, I’m living like a loaded gun
Sweaty palms and shaky hands
It’s like this every night
It’s all the words I can’t get right
Loop repeating on and on
Sing me to sleep
Something beautiful and mean
Sing me to sleep
You’re right, my love is incomplete and difficult
Distant whisper, artful dodge
It’s like this every time
Apologies I’ll never write
Loop repeating on and on
I’m sinking like a stone
I’m sinking like a stone again
In the morning, when I wake up
I’ll be here, a shell in my own skin