Candy Cane

How'd I get back here at this?

Another sleepless night dismissed

It might take a day to get back and figure out what I missed

How'd I get back here at this?

My knuckles white, clenched into fists

I might need a day to get back and figure out what I missed



Ive been loosing sleep for days trying to claim

What little stake I have and why my heart betrays

I'd bail out if it made me free

I'd run but I can barely breathe



How'd I get back here at this?

Another cheap attempt at bliss

It might take more than this bottle to forget about what I missed

How'd I get back here at this?

I'm feeling torn just to exist

I guess I need more time to process the feelings I once dismissed



I've been losing you for days playing this game

I've been using up again my ways to kill all this pain

My reasons propped up on this candy cane

It cures my stroke of bad luck and my heart attack of shame

I'd bail out if it made me free

I'd bail out if it made you see

I'd run but I can barely breathe



I'd rather run away, crawl away

than have you perceive my slow decay

I can barely breathe, and these cuts heal but they don't bleed

We could have a knock-down-drag-out or face what's been the case...

But it could end up in disgrace



What if we tried to relocate it?

Would it even change a single thing?