I was sitting in the living room, you walked in and caught me reading

My Year of Rest and Relaxation, but with each turning page, my memory was fleeting

I shouldn't have smelled that nail polish remover, or the sharpies you left sitting there on the counter

Cause when I see you, I can't put a name to a face, or even remember why I'm sitting on the couch in the first place

You said you trimmed your mustache, especially for me

I felt like I should do my part, and I shaved my face clean

You said you didn't like Avatar, and I said that's okay, not a lot of my friends do

You said you feel misunderstood in your family, and I said I did too

I shouldn't have smelled that nail polish remover, or the sharpies you left sitting there on the counter

Cause when I see you, I can't put a name to a face, or even remember why I'm sitting on the couch in the first place

I can't find my way home

My brain is damaged from the acetone