Does it help if I say that I'm sorry?
My eyes ache if I wake up bathing in fluorescents
When intravenous makes me feel heavy
As frail as glass, and fading fast, I think that I'm ready to leave
So give me one good reason to believe I'm getting better
My weight keeps fluctuating and I struggle to remember
I'm so sick of feeling alone
But I can't stop thinking about
And I'd lay in my bed, suffocating with doubt
Over whether I'd manage to function without
In every way that I am strong, I am also weak
I still struggle to speak to you about anything
That makes me feel like a burden
In a hospital bed I wither away
So give me one good reason to believe I'm getting better
My weight keeps fluctuating and I struggle to remember
I'm so sick of feeling alone

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