Haunted Home

So familiar, the smell of alcohol And it hurts to know you haven't changed at all The leaves will die, the past will cry again So you brace yourself and wait until the end Looks like we're all out of options Sink with me You treated me like I'm nothing No sympathy Now you're shaking hands with painful apathy And you're desperate just to find some clarity Every night you wake replaying memories Now the water fills your lungs and you can't breathe Looks like we're all out of options Sink with me You treated me like I'm nothing No sympathy