Tell the kids I'm okay
I'm thinking way too hard about you, you know
I keep count of the ways
That I could end my life without this
I've tried, but I can't
Do the things you do
Say what I mean to
Think I'll be okay
Sorry it falls on you
Now that you have gone
I'll kick the demerol
'Cause me and myself, we don't get along
So call it what it is, call it what it is
'Cause I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
And tell me why it is, tell me why it is
That I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
I am making friends from this hospital bed
So look, I'll be fine
You know Jon in 08
He just got out today
So look up, I'll try
So you go
And do the things you do
Say what you mean to
Swear I'll be okay
Sorry it falls on you
Now that you have gone
Cigarettes and demerol
'Cause me and myself, we don't get along
So call it what it is, call it what it is
'Cause I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
And tell me why it is, tell me why it is
That I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
Static goes through my brain
I'm thinking way too hard about this
Aren't I?
So call it what it is, call it what it is
'Cause I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
And tell me why it is, tell me why it is
That I don't feel real
I don't feel real now
