Gloom Boys

It's kind of messed up

The only time I write

Is when I'm stressed or sad

And turn out the light

I'm afraid I messed up

And I'm not worth my blisters

Because birthdays and Christmas

Are not on my wish list

I like happy songs

With titles that don't match at all

So spin the bottle in your brain

And match your weakness with a name

You're so cold

I've got to know

What made you so

Scared to be alone?

I've got to know

Who chilled your bones

That wasn't me

When I feel brave

And gather my words

My speech I gripped

Starts to slip and slur

I don't want this black cloud anymore

I don't want this dead doubt anymore

Weighing me down

Stressing me out

I like happy songs

With titles that don't match at all

So spin the bottle in your brain

And match your weakness with a name

I like happy songs that sound nice

Even with their words like dog bites

Cutting through my hands

'Cause feeling is a rare thing for me

On my ceiling

You're so cold

I've got to know

What made you so

Scared to be alone?

I've got to know

Who chilled your bones

That wasn't me

I brought a knife to a gunfight

I brought my words to a fistfight

I brought my hell to you

And now the boys are back

The boys are sad

You're so cold

I've got to know

What made you so

Scared to be alone?

I've got to know

Who chilled your bones

That wasn't me