Ghost Pity - Young and Heartless

Your father is out golfing away his problems, and your mom gets paid to talk to

strangers but she still «don't have a word» to say to you.

And you say you

don’t care, I don’t know how you do it

If you love them, don’t you need them and don’t you need them to love you too?

So you cut cut cut away all of your feelings, just to avoid them seeing

something

But even if they did, you doubt they would care

You’re just a hair on a blade in a bloodless holy war

So today is your last, just like the past 4 years, the feeling feels healthy

and worth it

But not much has changed, a grown woman afraid of phone calls, afraid of bad

news

Afraid we don’t all live forever like we used to

You take pills in your purse and you wonder if you’d want to

I’m at home feeling sorry for myself and my perfect family, hiding out in my

room always distracted, but somehow you’re always always always on my mind

You’re the reason I’m still staring at the ceiling, losing sleep, wasting time

Do you feel «sorry for me» or «envy me» the way that I envy you at all?

Do you feel «sorry for me» or «envy me» the way that I envy you?

Am I in love when I breathe in pity and leave myself alone?