Sleep in the Heat

I was feeling a little bizarre
The day that I buried my family car
In the scrap metal wrecking yard

And I've said so many goodbyes
In the twenty-five years that I've been alive
And I don't know why this one was so hard

And every time I go back to my apartment
All I wanna do is get stoned (whoa, oh, oh)
And I'm sick and tired of blacking out on my carpet
And waking up all on my own, so I brought you home

You started falling apart
Six months after you moved in
And I should have known from the start
That things would be different

It's not something that I can fix
If I could do anything, you know I would
If this fucking vacation would come to an end
Maybe then you'd be normal again

Last week, when I went back to my apartment
You were looking so stoned (whoa, oh, oh)
The day after Christmas, you acted so different
Just wanted to be on your own
So I bought you medicine, went to the vet and
Cashed all of my savings and loans (who, oh, oh)
But it was too late, you were letting go

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh

(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
And nothing I say will make it okay
You just sleep in the heat and repeat
You're wasting away (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
And nothing I do is gonna save you
I'm trying my best, but you can't even
Look at me or talk to me or tell me what's happening to you

Yesterday, I went back to my apartment
To see how you've been holding up (whoa, oh, oh)
You hadn't been eating, I thought you were sleeping, but
You're not waking up
And I want you to know that I'd spend every bit of my
Pitiful savings and loans (whoa, oh, oh)
Just to see you again
But I know I won't