I can’t sing the number
But I’ll sit next to you
You look stiff as lumber
We let them belt it out
I don’t have perfect pitch
You always do, to me
If I let you take out my stitches
Eyes are pointed at me
I’m humiliated
It’s humiliating
You can’t save me
Why do you even try?
You say you need me
Move on to the next lie
I’m just trying to survive