A pretty picture, can’t get much sicker, of all this fighting beneath the sheets
He’s got the money, and you’ve got nothing, and no one but yourself to blame
Living between four walls
You’ve got your Kung Fu pals, guitar heroes to idolize
You keep the door closed, when I come knocking, so frightened I might call your bluff

You can’t see with your eyes on the floor
You can’t breathe with your head underneath a pillow
Fear spills from the sink in the kitchen and
Fear fills your eyes as you drink it down, as you drink it down as you drink it down
As you drink it down

My cheeks are burning, my thoughts are churning
The truth looks ugly like a burnt out patch of soil
I’d tell you what I think, but then you’ll surely hate me
The bitterness becomes a favorite souvenir
Next year I’ll find you on Craigslist looking for
Another bridge to burn and walk away from
You’ll start to drink again and cut your hair and make some friends
But nothing ever turns out like you planned

You can’t see with your eyes on the floor
You can’t breathe with your head underneath a pillow
Fear spills from the sink in the kitchen and
Fear fills your eyes as you drink it down, as you drink it down as you drink it down
As you drink it down

I know a lot of things didn’t turn out like you planned
Just throw away the script and improvise I know you can
Your tribulations aren’t the doing of the world at large
There’s no one out to get ya, you’re the one in charge
You’re the one in charge, you’re the one in charge, you’re the one charge

You can’t see with your eyes on the floor
You can’t breathe with your head underneath a pillow
Fear spills from the sink in the kitchen and
Fear fills your eyes as you drink it down, as you drink it down as you drink it down
As you drink it down