My face is red from standing with it crushed against a glass wall I made myself And the fingerprints are all that's left of the hands That were reaching in to wrap around my neck again Now the only memories I have of you waiting to save the ones you love, To break your friend, save your face Can you hear me breathe? Can you hear me breathe?
Sunday: I know you're sleeping, I know I said I wouldn't drink But someone mentioned that an ounce of wine would absolve me of all my sins So I took a shot for Mary, and I took two for your son I had a few for my own self pity and I felt innocent again And now it's 4am Monday morning, I just missed my last drink, and my hands are shaking Can you hear me breathe? Can you hear me breathe? Can you hear me breathe?
And don't take me at the word, it's just the state I'm in I'm drunk and I am worn out, and these sleepless nights are beating me It's the irony, it's the self defeat of giving up the crutch It's like a grudge you'll be forgiven, but right now I need another one
So things have to change, my brother are you ok?
Things just have to change, my brother are you ok?