Counting Sheep Trophy Eyes

[Intro]
I keep my days open for sleeping in
I keep my days open for sleeping in
A late night phone call from someone you don't miss
You keep them alive with simple small talk shit

[Verse 1]
Uncomfortably honest and honestly lonely
You've got somewhere to be
"Hey man, don't worry about me"
The city stopped moving, I'm alone with my secrets
I could probably hang myself with the curtains

[Chorus]
This is the portrait of a man
Morning coffee in his hand
With front row seats to old repeats of a highlight reel for years, yeah
And all the things I never said are doing circles in my head
Like counting sheep with no relief
Just another night on my own, yeah

[Bridge]
I keep my days open for sleeping in
I keep my days open for sleeping in
A late night phone call from someone you don't miss
You keep them alive with simple small talk shit