One Talent

tell me, brother, do you see that i'm standing beside you?
help me out or tell me lies. whatever you choose to do.
let me know if you'll come back. i'm mechanical.
tell me that i hate myself. i'm on the edge.

it isn't natural. it isn't fair.
it isn't natural and so i won't be there.

tell me if you left behind all those things you talked about
when you were living alone.
i'm not telling you i doubt you were sober then.
i'm not telling you to hide. deep inside.

tell me sister, do you see that i'm asleep now finally?
saw you standing in the hall and looking scared.
are you thinking of your shame with all the smoke and mirrors?
are you thinking of yourself?
do you even care?