I started hiding in my bathroom
I started showering in the dark
Grab myself an ice cold drink in the scalding water
To make me feel again
As the clock strikes one
I'm still sitting on the edge
Drowning in my head
Drowning out my phone, as I sing
"Two headed boy
Put on sunday shoes
Two headed boy
There's no reason to grieve"
I started sleeping on the sofa
I started sleeping in my clothes
Trying anything within my power
To convince myself to drift away
As the clock strikes five
I'm still staring at the ceiling
Waiting for the sun to slip back down
Waiting for the birds to lighten up as they sing
I started giving up on myself
I started a return to apathy
Believing in a lack of feeling
To convince myself to be
And I went numb
And I got over it
Cause It is done
Yeah, it is done