draw a diagram on the way in

i keep crawling in and out of beds
searching for something familiar
it can be an exhausting routine
let me tell you

the bathroom is never where i would guess
my toothbrush is never amongst the others
the aspirin bottle always seems to be empty
the shades never seem to perform

my lungs scream carbon monoxide hymns
while i keep crawling in and out of beds
it can be an exhausting routine
let me tell you

the towels are always hidden away
my toe is always catching the corner of the wall
i can never seem to find my shirt
i'm always stepping in the cat's water dish

is it too much to ask for a night light
while i keep crawling in and out of beds
it can be an exhausting routine
let me tell you

the hallways are always crooked
the stairs are always water slides
my belly is always tossing the whiskey around
i'm forever stepping in the cat's water dish

and that's not even the worst of it
when i keep crawling in and out of beds
let me
tell
you

it really becomes tiresome
when i try to find my way back to her room
for just another hour of sleep before the first subway

and then just as i begin to dream of better beds
i hear her down the hallway
calling out my name

and i wonder
just who the hell i've got my arm wrapped around?