You folded
You fell
Your body betrays you
Gasping on the floor
You wouldn't let us help you
Everyone was home, everybody saw
Three years removed, they say you're doing fine
You're losing all your hair for the second time
And I don't live there anymore, but sometimes I stop by
If my apartment's empty, or to make sure you're alright
They grafted your old cells and now you're always tired
But you can't settle down or sleep through the night
When you were in the ICU I only came and saw you once
And I couldn't go alone
I had to take my brother with me
I won't be proud, just like you said
But instinct escapes me and I'm so ashamed
I'm so ashamed