Hanging - Spacey Jane

Spend all day, head down crying lately

Each thought comes faster than the last

Cigarettes in bed and one leg hanging off the edge

Seven dried-out bowls to mark a week since you last slept

And all day

We’re feeding the monster, keeping the hormones down

I’m not scared of it but

I’m scared of myself, that’s enough for the both of us

(Ah-ah, ah-ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah)

You’re crying on the phone again

It tears me up, but you can’t tell

An aching in your cheeks to say

You’re smiling through your teeth again

And all day

We’re feeding the monster, keeping the hormones down

I’m not scared of it but

I’m scared of myself, that’s enough for the both of us

And you ask of me, when will I feel love again?

But I can’t say that it’s hard enough to feel okay

And all day

Feeding the monster, keeping the hormones down

I’m not scared of it but

And all day

We’re feeding the monster, keeping the hormones down

I’m not scared of it but

I’m scared of myself, that’s enough for the both of us

And you ask of me, when will I feel love again?

But I can’t say that it’s hard enough to feel okay