june

I wake in the evening,

I lay on my back,

I stare at the ceiling

Why would you talk to me like that?

I can't understand it,

But I keep repeating

You've been looking left,

You've been looking right,

Look at what you left of me

I'm not eating right

I can't lie like I'm supposed to

I want to know you like I chose to

I make plans for the endless evenings

I'm begging to be busy

Too busy to be bleeding

Don't talk to me like that,

You don't understand it,

The hand that you're dealing

You keep looking left,

You keep looking right,

And I'm tired of trying to be alright

I can't lie like I'm supposed to,

I want to know you like I chose to

But do you ever think about it?

Does this city feel this crowded to you?

I can't lie like I'm supposed to

I want to know you like I chose to