you only fuck me when youre drunk

you only fuck me when you're drunk

that's okay

i only feel alive when i'm asleep anyway

maybe if i had one ounce of creativity

i could

get out of this fucking city

if we didn't feel so empty

i could

maybe take you with me

the work day slips into a year

i dont know

what it cost to be here

dying in this world is fighting battles

we can't win

theres no love lost here or to begin

keep making excuses to stay alive

promise me

your world cannot be mine

you only want to fuck me when you're drunk

it's okay

i'd only love you when you're asleep anyway