What It Could Be

You feel me bitin' on your shoulder Fucked up in the middle of October Blacked out can't remember bein' sober, mm Deadbeat I'm feelin' like a zombie Don't know how you could ever want me No shame and ya never really asked me What it could be You kept me livin' in a suitcase Crept in and takin' all my headspace My love is I can't even think straight I know, I know What it could be What it could be Don't take it from me You don't own me You don't know what I mean When it hurts That you're worth it And your words Make me nervous That my wants, and my dreams Never once, meant a thing Never learned how to be alone What it could be What it could be Don't take it from me You don't own me You don't know what I mean What I mean What I mean Piles on the floor I don't wanna go another day anymore Piles on the floor I don't wanna go another day anymore Piles on the floor I don't wanna go another day