Childish

Alone, just like I’ve been for a quarter century
At this point, it seems we’re born to bleed
We could have saved each other
From these childhood guillotines
The guilt retreats when you turned 18

I don’t suffer from depression
I thrive on it, and that’s childish

To wish that I was part of your life
And not just some game you keep playing
When I found out what you’re about
Oh God, it just could’ve killed me

Would you tell me, the last time we shared a crowded room together?
And danced around the issues forever?
Your dancing looks like running
Darling, I almost never arrived
I think it’s ‘cause I’m dead on the inside

I don’t suffer from depression
I thrive on it, and that’s childish

To wish that I was part of your life
And not just some game you keep playing
When I found out what you’re about
Oh God, it just could’ve killed me

So you can say
You saved my life
From all the fears and doubts I ever had
Like living alone
Like not being there to see you cry
I will be thinking about you when I die