I get home from work and I just crash into my bed
Where I will waste my day feeling like I'm f*cking dead
When I would much prefer to come and crash into your arms
Where I would float half awake
I'll arise nearly quarter after eight
Where I will sweat and shake and try to leave this place I lie
But then I can't seem to find the strength to move at all
And then I find I'm immobilized
I spend all night feeling sorry for myself
And how I do nothing to try and get myself some help
So I just sit all alone and wonder where my life will go
And then I find I'm immobilized
And you told me once that I have an artist's drive
And I really needed that, yeah it caught me by surprise
And I think it kind of flickers, it goes on and on and off
Yeah you have a way with words, with your speaking voice so soft
Yeah you have a way with words, with your speaking voice so soft