I left the dishes in the sink
Phone on silent
Head just rings
Ceiling cracks look back at me
Like they’re keeping score of everything


I feel so bad
Wearing last night like a name tag
All my could’ves in a trash bag
Dragging ‘em around
Yeah
It’s a habit
I feel so wrong
Every heartbeat slightly off-beat
Trying to stand up on the concrete
But my doubts pull me back
Pull me back


Friends all text
I let it blink
Blue light swimming on my sheets
Tell ‘em I’ve been “busy
Fine”
Truth is
I can barely find my feet


I feel so bad
Wearing last night like a name tag
All my could’ves in a trash bag
Dragging ‘em around
Yeah
It’s a habit
I feel so wrong
Every heartbeat slightly off-beat
Trying to stand up on the concrete
But my doubts pull me back
Pull me back


If I said it out loud
Would it lose its teeth? (oh)
Could I lay it all down
Just to finally breathe?
Maybe feeling this low is a place to start
Tracing all these cracks back into a heart


I feel so bad
But I’m still here
Still breathing
Hands are shaking
Yeah
I’m not healed
But I’m done pretending I don’t feel it
I feel so wrong
Yet I keep on
Keep on walking
Every heavy step is something
Till the weight pulls back
I’ll pull back