Collector

I feel fine when the stars align

I feel fine when my body's warm

You feel fine fucking all the time

It fucking feels cold

It's just the kids these days

They make me feel so old

I don't feel comfortable in my own skin

I think the best is only over

The night is slowly closing in

And I'm staring at my thighs

You watch an episode and nothing more

I think I'd rather not be sober

I feel fine when I'm walking home

The cold waits til I get inside

But I can't tell the difference

I hate you for this

It feels like yesterday

You were closing up my blinds

You didn't want the world to see you

In my bed and sleeping past morning

It's hard enough to say

I'm taking care of myself

When I'd give the world for nothing more

Than a call, just telling me you're still the same

You collect

When I grind my teeth

When it's hard to breathe

You collect

When I watch the time

When you're on my mind

You collect

When I see your name

When I blame the pain

You collect

You collect