Tight Lungs - Cold Sweat lyrics

It's alright now, He's less love-blind. Not great, but he's okay. She accepts no guilt and feels no shame. He figured out they're not the same, Or just not on the same page. He runs, but she's always just a call away. Where did I go And how did I get here so fast? I remember the height of my highs, Things I left behind, with nothing to show now. Tall talks to calm me at night And I forgot myself sometimes. Second cla** in my own home, Second place to the boy behind the phone. It was the best nights sleep he had in three months to the day, He lost his love and still felt like he gained. That day she met him and she told him What she'd done and what she wanted. He forgot himself again out of pure infatuation. Her will was to keep his worth, Where he never came to thinking he comes first. He was the farthest thing from her mind, He say it's fine it's just a game they play with pride. He blames her lack of wisdom and overlooks his own, He's got something deep down that begs to be alone. It's alright now, He's less love-blind. Not great, but he's okay. She accepts no guilt and feels no shame. He figured out they're not the same, Or just not on the same page. He runs, but she's always just a call away. Where did I go And how did I get here so fast? I remember the height of my highs, Things I left behind, with nothing to show now. Tall talks to calm me at night And I forgot myself sometimes. Second cla** in my own home, Second place to the boy behind the phone. She did and said these things that just aren't right, Then I start fights, instead of leaving her like I should/ It did far more harm than good. His heads not right, but he's so sure. His heads not right, but he's so sure. My heads not right, I'm so unsure. But I know I can't love this anymore. I've gone numb In my hands. Scared to d**h This night will be my last. I don't want to cause anyone any harm, But sometimes, these church basements are the only thing Between a needle and my arm. I was once so strong, but now I'm just so scared. What the f** happened to me? I used to be at peace, I used to be able to sleep. I've played the victim long enough and I've laid it on thick. My self-pity's peaked high this time and I make myself sick. What the f** happened to us? We were once blind and were lead by a sense of touch. Tight lipped, Hard heart. Tall pride, Falls far.