I can't tell how many were candid
Half of them we staged
But pretending to laugh made
everything funny anyway
We've been awake for days
We're all running on a different poison
We're all trying to **** a different demon
It feels like every inch of me is imbedded into every inch of you
When we are apart, I feel like a skeleton;
Exposed and weakened
All that's left is the brittle frame
That supports the rest when we're asleep in the same bed