Oct. 29

[Verse 1]
No one ever listens 'til you’re running out of breath
Plan on talking 'til I'm dead or there’s nothing to defend
Maybe I could send a text and guarantee myself condemned
Then at least it's what I said, put a keyboard to my head
Or I could close my mouth instead
Put the graphite to the paper like my phone's under arrest
Maybe I got bad ideas that I need to readdress
Maybe I should stay in bed, maybe I just need some rest

[Verse 2]
It's a bit unfair
How can you just send a message as if you are unaware
Maybe someone's gonna read it who won't wanna fucking hear
Gotta tell me how you're doing, I don't wanna fucking hear
I just wanna disappear
And I was doing great
’Til my phone lit up your name
With the contact with the face
Now you’re running through my mind and the thought can't be replaced

[Verse 3]
No one ever listens ’til you're running out of breath
Plan on running out of breath
No one listened to me when I put the belt around my neck
Even then to no effect
I continue to digress
Put a keyboard to my head
Or I could close my mouth instead
Act like nothing ever happened
Act like nothing's to be said
Maybe I got bad ideas that I need to readdress
Maybe I should stay in bed, maybe I just need some rest