Good News (Piano Version)

Your long hair – a short walk

My biggest fear and a slow watch

In the thin air my ribs creak

Like wooden dining chairs when you see me

Always scared that every situation ends the same

With a blank stare

Me and the tap water circling the sink drain

Because it's heavy

But I’m trying really hard to keep my nose clean

And the blue out of my arms

But it's not easy

It's not easy when what you think of me is important

And I know it shouldn’t be so damn important

But it is to me

And I'm only ever screaming at myself in public

I know I shouldn't act this way in public

I know I shouldn't make my friends all worry

When I go out at night

And grind my teeth like sutures

My mouth like a wound

When I stay up and throw my voice about you

Or less about you

And more about how I ruin everything I think could be good news