Bathroom stalls
Midnight crawls
Through the dirt and on the wall
Perfume lingering
Esophagus tingling
Uh oh, there it is
Secrets, secrets tie your hair
Burn your eyes and stain the air
With the sin you tried to heave
Out your body and onto me
Take the words so often said
Turn them back on you instead
Take one shot or two or five
Down the drain and kill my vibe
You hypocrites I see right through
Transparent it seems
The bottle teems
Your fingers full of life
But your eyes, they yearn for sleep
Cancel worship
Stain your shirt
Hands cling to others because you cannot support yourself
Nothing to hide and nothing to fear
’Cause your head’s now in the fire
But mine is steering clear