You spent a couple weeks drying out In an effort to stop feeling like you were drowning Thumb and forefinger pressed in your eyes Grinding your teeth until they crack And banging your head against the wall Trying to ignore the fact you've started smoking again When you can't understand why she hasn't Where the f** was I when all of this fell apart? Where was I when it all cracked and splintered? When did the 5am sunrise turn into 8am headlights? When was summer strangled by winter? Well I just can't work it out All know for sure is that things aren't the same And since we've both sewn our eyes shut we can't see who's to blame All we ever seem to do these days is argue over who feels worse I know I shouldn't argue, because I know you do I'm trying not to think about the sand in my lungs, gravel under my skin As I'm resting forever uneasy But as I undo the stitches and see signs of life I'm thinking that hope's not lost completely Still all we ever seem to do these days is argue over who feels worse I know I shouldn't argue, because I know you do