Numb.
Grab a drink,
Down it all and drop the bottle
Can I get another please?

Intoxicated, I'm running free
My heart is gone,
And I don't want to feel anything
I'm going to fly,
Like a bird freed from a cage
Of a loveless relationship,
One sided bitter pain.

Light it up,
Passing the bowl my way
Higher than the clouds,
I never felt farther from home
And it's good for awhile I think
To have kisses on my skin,
Hands grasping,
Feeble and shaky,
While physical attraction grabs hold
Shaking me from the pain,
Replacing it with a different kind
And the ****** hits harder than I think
While they're exhausted,
I'm still here.

It's always the same.
The faces are always different,
But the routine is like clock work
And the hands keep moving
But I'm left behind
To me, it's still September
Even when the snow starts to fall,
It's still september,
and I never want to be home.

In the shop,
I'm letting the needles and ink,
Coat my skin with color,
To cover up all the damage I've done,
Memories of pain,
But you can replace your skin,
With an array of beautiful colors
But the scars will still be there
A constant reminder,
That one day your fingers dug in deep,
Slicing your skin open as the blood freely flowed,
Replacing the pain,
With a different kind
A permanent solution to temporary heartache.

Grab a drink,
Open it up and drop the cap
I'm throwing them back,
The bottles keep coming,
And the men smile my way,
Because they know tonight I'll be easy,
But I'm doing it all so freely
Because it's september,
And I'm broken and lonely
Running from it all,
Where home is never a home,
and he's seeing someone else,
And I'm alone in my head.

Their teeth dig into my skin,
Bruises start coming to coat my skin,
With pretty colors,
It's the only way to know I'm alive,
Because I feel nothing, and everything too.
And I think tonight I'll escape,
With cheap liquor, and a bowl full of ****
I'll let their hands roam where they meet
And forget everything.

September,
when heartache becomes a real thing,
And I remember everything.