Leaned in the light of the hall

Stop swallowing glass just to
Cough up some blood for attention
Stop smiling at me as if to say
You proved me wrong and it's all ok
Well it's not

You start to choke because you hate cigarettes
Mostly you know this sometimes you forget
Like all of the sleep that you never get
Well it starts to add up like a bad debt follows you

Stay in my mind; I need someone to recall
Stay as you were when you leaned in the light of the hall
Stay still I need to know where you are
Stay near; my memory fails when you're far

They march through this town like a circus parade
Ransack the gullible, set fires, get paid
And all through the streets a commotion is made
But when you look the next day
Nothing has changed here at all