I feel like I'm in a movie
Walking out into the rain
In my exit from your bedroom
Stealing more than I can take
I feel cornered when I hide every sad muscle in my face
Trick is knowing when to shut your mouth
I feel shameful when I kiss you
I feel low and I feel high
I feel heavy like I'm drowning
When I wake up in the night
I feel like I used to know you
And now I don't at all
Still I let this stranger in my house
Mostly I feel nothing
When I'm crawling into bed
When I'm curled up right against you
With your hands combing my hair
Mostly I have disappeared
Receded to my head
As you cradle me so gently
Everpresent, ever there
And your eyes are getting heavy
While mine fix on the ceiling
I know you still got your hooks in
I still feel you reel me in
I feel like I almost shook you
But that habit didn't quit
Still I scratch at you until I bleed
Peel back all my skin
Until I'm just an empty skeleton
Mostly I feel nothing
My mind idling like the car
Waiting in a Westfield parking lot
For an argument to start
I am somewhere in the middle
Not quite near and not quite far
And I'm running for the exit
In a burning cinema
And you're staying for the credits
Know exactly where you are
