The Store Didn't Save You, You Saved Yourself (Late Night Confessionals, Early Morning Lies)

Sometimes I just don’t know anymore. You don’t owe us anything, but it’s still appreciated.
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I’ll set the scene, you take care of the rest
I gave you the problem, you do what you do best
Talk to the doctors, get it off your chest
Take a moment to sit down and ask them “What’s next?”
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Take me down the halls and turn off the lights
Everything down here is always too bright
I could list you all the things that just aren’t right
If you would give me a pen, paper, and a moment to write
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Doesn’t that make you feel kind of alone
That everything you once knew is now gone
How some people here are terribly wrong
How they think they know what’s going on
They're singing the words, but you wrote the song
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Sign your name on the line it will keep you alive
Like a name on a line actually stops suicide
Like a name on a line erases what you feel inside
Like it could never betray what you know, besides
You tell the truth, live a little, live a lie
You wanted to live not to die
But who would ever believe your side
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You’re not dead or dying, you’re sitting right there
But everyone’s talking about you as if you’re not here
Things turn out differently than circumstances bare
And situations tell you if they even really care
The realization in the end is more than I can share
The thought of being “was”, of never being here