You were working early shifts when I was home at seventeen
Then I was moving out and you were sweating blood about me
Back then, my Mum was still around and I had room to breathe
Wish I could go back

I was living in a studio, I was broke and I got mean
Thought you were coming down but you were doing fine without me
So I left you alone and spent the last of the money I didn't have
Then I got clean without you next to me

We were waiting in the hospital with broken bones, foot out the door
Swear I heard my friends call out my name before I hit the floor
Every weekend on the porcelain while you stayed at home in bed again

Should have stayed at home in bed with them