You hold my hand

You hold your liquor

Projection screen

Had ceased its flicker

You gave me time to take

Of your truth

I was starved and you were full



I drove back home

I drove back home, when you got sicker

Disputing claims you still held the TV clicker

And his face was flushed, still in my mind

The waiter you asked if she was mine



Ooh



You need to hide

It's in your framework

Look me in the eyes and act like I don't know how shame works

Your compass spins in reverse

The trees do timelapse speed growth

The sky is lost behind a sea of green



She's acting like she knows what's up

She's trip-tripping that devotion stuff

Breaking like her bread won't puff

She's sipping, sipping from the holy cup

Waking up

Everyday is all about doing things you don't want to do

But you're rewarded

You get to wake up