Numb

you know i tried to call i'm wilting on my own when we speak pretend i'm weak i'll make it home i know before i turn to stone and you think i'm imagining things you leave me all alone to get higher than my low and i'll drink to tell you these things i'll make it home i know before i turn to stone and you think i'm imagining things i'm imagining things i'm imagining what what i could be what i would see if this brain didn't deceive me, i i guess I'll never know why we do these things we do it to ourselves, we do it to ourselves and why do we do it? make ourselves miserable just to prove that we can feel? cause i'm numb and you can feel it drifting through your vision i'll call you out before i run out cause i'm numb and you can feel it drifting through your vision i'll call you out before i run out