4 weeks of epistaxis The perfect combination of anxiety and dry air Or maybe something worse? Either way I'll just ignore it like I did 3 years ago I watched the rain for 2 hours this morning Watched the sky turn from black to dark grey just like I used to While you were fast asleep For 2 weeks you woke up in tears and said you couldn't work out why And for some reason it's bothering me more and more as the years go by I know that I'm to blame, but I swear I didn't mean to make you cry And I know that it was all just such an uphill struggle, until you turned and walked the other way (And I don't blame you) When I got to the top of those stairs And opened up my eyes I thought that I could deal with anyone, and I could deal with anything But after a confused version of the best intentions I just made you feel like sh** And I know that it's my fault and I'll have to live with it Now every now and then I hear the phone ring, but I seldom answer What would the point be? Only to burden friends and family With how I'm struggling, and how I'm lonely And every now and then my ears stop ringing And I can't stand the silence So I turn on the radio and stare out the window And I try my best to remember the last time I saw leaves on those trees I've given up on stopping all these nosebleeds Just let the blood run and hope that I become so light headed that I pa** out