Medals

You've got a lot of medals for someone who is losing

You've got a lot of trophies, they call it moral bruising

You're wearing all your ribbons and yelling at the TV

You're scaring all your housemates with your monologing

We could concede and let it go on

Places to be getting us through

Temporary peaceful approach

Everyone is waiting for you

You're always in the doorway

Never in the moment

It's like watching a movie next to a chain smoker

Why is it so paralyzing to see the one you love dance?

Are you holding their hand, or holding back each other?

We could concede and let it go on

Places to be getting us through

Temporary peaceful approach

Everyone is waiting for you

Telling lies, telling lies to yourself