Every Other Lonely Night

We used to be something

now we’ve dissolved into nothing

and there’s a hole in my ribcage

that I don’t know how to fill

And it’s kind of stupid

cause we never really existed

but at least I had something

that I could fill my head with

It’s like the wind in my sails

lost its breath

and now I wonder how you

mourn a dream’s death

I swore I’d let it go,

I’m over it, I said

but every other lonely night

every other lonely night

you’re back in my head

And life isn’t as easy

as people pretend

and if you’re always pretending,

then when you stop, what do you do then?

I stare at their pictures

and I talk to the walls

I would do anything

to avoid feeling this small

It’s like I’ve been on my feet all my life

with nowhere to rest

and cause I’m always running somewhere,

I’m always a mess

but I’d rather run away

than be left for dead

but every other lonely night

every other lonely night

It’s like I’ve been on my feet all my life

and I’ve lost my breath

and I’m always running to mourn

another dream’s death

I’d rather run away

I’m over it, I said

but every other lonely night

every other lonely night

you’re back in my head