make your way back home to the other side of town or anywhere i don't come undone but you hold my hand and you promise me that we'll be just fine when we fall asleep you'll be the one that holds me up
but when you're gone it's all just black walls black sheets black eyes black clothes black cars black streets black skies black holes i'll be the one that's giving up
make my bed and leave soap and shower clean tugging on my sleeve i need to leave hope you got that job at the bakery it keeps escaping me crazy me
are you coming home? you've been gone all week i can feel the gaps like they're missing teeth you're the one who keeps me up but when you're gone it's all just black walls black sheets black eyes black clothes black cars black streets black skies black holes i'll be the one that's giving up