Loose

As I sink into this feeling, aware I'm not quite done My mouth turns dry, my tongue goes numb Everybody in this room loved me yesterday But today I still can't face myself, so everything's the same God damn you for loving me God damn all your help And God damn the grace of your disposable wealth I don't love you, I don't love me I don't love anything Except the promise that this all will stop And some day I'll be free Today I woke up panicked freezing and alone I wish that this hallway Could ever feel like a home Then I could die a martyr I could die a saint I could build myself a legacy Out of passionate hate God damn you for loving me God damn all your help And God damn the grace of your disposable wealth I don't love you, I don't love me I don't love anything Except the promise that this all will stop And some day I'll be free