Drawing Blanks

I finally understand how you could be happy
Running around so free
I won't eat and my stomach is empty
I really do wish that you were here

I’m so excited, so excited
For most of you leave
Of feeling all these things that I'm feeling
And I'm so tired, I’m so tired
Of trying to understand
Words from the backhand
Of everybody who has wronged me

You've got no place that you can ever return to
I'm right here, wandering like you do
The 'light' you bathe in are fumes made of rot
The 'dark' you stayed in is what got you caught

I'm so excited, so excited
For most of you leave
Of feeling all these things that I’m feeling
And I’m so tired, I'm so tired
Of trying to understand
Words from the backhand
Of everybody who has wronged me