In running
Blue ink from ballpoints
Across an empty page
I m spilling all my unseen insides upon this stage

And when my arms start shaking
And when I quit sleeping
And when I stop breathing
Then we ll start to worry
Two hundred milligrams to calm me down and put my out
But I still cannot breathe

I m drowning in open oceans
Of false romantic dreams
I m feeling a little less
With each bottle I empty

I stopped caring
But it didn t help me at all
I stopped crying
But it didn t help me at all
I kept drinking
But it didn t help me at all
Oh god, I can t breathe at all