Consumed drawing out the chaos
So you left and left me out
Wipe clean my peeling psyche
From that room again
It kinda sounds silly now

And is it too soon
To say im not angry
Im a phony
Filling up the feelings
You know me
I will forget the second before last
And be the first with an empty glass

I was thinking through your sentence
Yeah I know you’ve noticed that
Beer bottling up the feelings from the past few days
Daft red eyes avoid contact

And is it too soon
To say I’m not angry
I’m a phony
Filling up the feelings
You know me
I will forget the second before last
And be the first with an empty glass
I’m findin this week hard
Harder than I should
Share storiеs to mourn
The plans that we made
Thе trips we never took

Come dragging worn heels back into weekday dinners
You should scrap the thought I guess if you mean it
But fuck the bastards
Debbie downer
Keep it to yrself

Im walking with short arms
Does she know I always would
And she can let me down
If she has to
Mistakes I will make too

And is it to soon
To say I’m not angry
Can’t be phony
Fillin up on feelings
They have thrown me
Lets not pick up where we left off last
Adorn weathered feelings from our past
Fillin up the feelings
Fillin up the feelings

Fillin up the feelings
Fillin up the feelings