ii.|goodnight

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  Goodnight;

       Parker told me I was okay.
       People feel this way.
       She told me it will eventually
       go away, and someday
       I'll feel sane.
       She said we'd take pictures.
       And feel happy,
       looking gracious.
       I smiled because Parker gave
       me hope.
       Parker held my hand
       and told me to lock the
       doors because she saw the voices
       coming back for me.

        She sang me to sleep and
        hushed my fears.
        Parker was fighting for me.
        But she had this voices too,
        she just never seemed to care.
        And Parker was getting lonely,
        I saw it when she washed her hair.
        Her smile never reached her eye,
        Then Parker began to cry.

        Parker felt everything
        I was feeling.
        Parker is cold now,
        pale and not breathing.
        I counted numbers while she was
        bleeding.
        I should have been her healing.
        I felt okay because Parker was
        my reason.

  Goodnight;

        Parker told me i was okay.
        People feel this way.
        She told me
        it will eventually go away,
        And someday i'll feel sane.
        She said we'd take pictures,
        And feel happy, looking gracious,
        I smiled because
        Parker gave me hope.
        But now she's gone
        and I'm hooked on dope.
        I don't know if I can cope.