sympathetic joy

You've got this picture of me 

heading straight for rock bottom

You caught me smiling

with a drink in my hand

You told me I’ve been going 

in the same direction

For the past two years

and the worst part is

You're probably right.

so,

When you say you're doing better

when you say you're doing fine

I wish I could say it didn't break my heart

every goddamn time

It's jealousy

this side of me

I should be better than six months ago

and all the slurry

Promises between you and me

i just can't seem to let go

And the worst part is

when you say you're doing better

When you say you're doing fine

i wish it didn't break my heart

I want to save you

even if I can't save myself

I want to save you

even if I can’t save anyone else

And when you say you're doing better

when you say that you're just fine

I wish I could lie.