I’ve just been counting the days til I can sleep in my bed

Not many words left to say, I think they spilled out my head

I’m losing track of the days, keep time [?]

I ripped the seam of the page, pass me the needle and thread

(This is a jumbo coffee morning, I need a coffee and an I.V)

Leave me for dead, leave words unsaid

All the compulsions, leave them [?]

Leave me on read, leave me on read

Balance the cushions to help you get rest

To help you, to hеlp you

Unsaid

Needle and thread