Bully - Bellows

The perfect thing you wrote, bonfires in my fingers

You were not alone, I could feel what you were feeling

In that song I wrote, I felt so close to leaving

You were holding tight, spoke without me hearing

A message on your machine, lost in cellphone speakers

You know what I mean, though you’re not close enough to hear it

Somehow I’m not here, always hooked on endings

I broke that off this year, but I lost track of how it felt

And if it really was so awful

And if I could have known you for real

He got so drunk and high, this sparrow

That he went crashing through the window

Spring comes in like teeth, chewed up, thawing ice

He’s hurtling through the trees

I can’t see your body

But I can feel your might, lost in autumn breezes

You are something wild

I almost believe it

Though you couldn’t be my friend all last year

I couldn’t be there for you either

You had to black out on some liquor

To not confront the basic idea:

We feel the same thing just as awful

We feel the same pain just as awful

And as convinced I was you hurt me

That I was nothing more than a bully