I'm gonna have to call you back This has to be the worst damn morning that I've ever fucking had I don't know how close I'll come to feeling like myself again Before the next time, I wake up wasted, wondering where I am I could really use somebody's help Last night I lost my keys and coat and phone And now I'm locked out of my goddamn house I don't remember where we were when I lost my consciousness The only memory I have is of you Standing in my room in your floral dress Wake up, still drunk off The last thing you said as you walked away Try to remember The reason your insides are in the sink Your thorn crown, a nightgown The claws on your halo demand you bleed Slow down and cough out The poison that made you fall half asleep Because if you don't wake up soon You're gonna wish you changed your tune When your wallet's sitting empty And your breath wreaks to death of booze Could this be why I'm sifting through my moods like phases of the moon Since I last saw you? With both your hands shaking Your chin buried in your coat You're tracing the snow as it slides across the outside of your window Then as subtle as a whisper I hear you sputter out a sigh And right as I try to grab your hand up off your thigh You turned your face to meet mine, looked me dead in the eyes And said When will you learn that my body can't take this? And when will you care that my habits aren't harmless? And when will you try to mend my misdoings? And who will it help if you've never fixed anything at all