Lately I’ve Let Things Slide

With a growing sense of dread
And a hammer in my head
Fully clothed upon the bed
I wake up to the world
That lately I've been livin' in

There's a cut upon my brow
Must have banged myself somehow
But I can't remember now
And the front door's open wide
Lately I've let things slide

And I go to the bin
And I throw the laundry in
Dig out the cleanest shirt
And I tell myself again
That I don't really hurt

Smoking, I once quit
Now I got one lit
I just fell back into it
And along with my pride
Lately I've let things slide

Oh, and I go to the bin
I throw the laundry in
Dig out the cleanest shirt
When all that once I've seized again
By exquisite hurt

That untouched take away
I brought home the other day
Has quite a lot to say
The evidence is clear
Piled up high and wide
About how lately I let things slide

And I'm just about holdin' on
But lately I've let things slide