Deer

Half a year and here you are again. I'd go out in public if nobody ever asked I sit home and drink alone and hope that bottle speaks Like you Like us Like me Half a year again now, it's a whole February stationary from you on the wall And I sit home and plead the throne To speak To speak To me To me To me Hasn't said a single thing Probably too busy with your work Or am I just excusing you for leaving me alone? There's nothing in these wooden drawers To bring you back To keep me bored I don't know what to do with me no more Dear everyone I ever really knew I acted like an asshole So I could keep my edge on you Ended up abusing Even those I thought immune I killed the kingdom with one move and now It's time, to move Dear everybody that has paid to see my band Still confusing I'll never understand I acted like an asshole so my albums would never burn I'm hungry now and the scraps are dirty dirt And I'm hungry now the scraps of dirty dirt. --- Deer - Manchester Orchestra