Collector

I feel fine when the suns alive
 I feel fine when my body's warm
 You feel fine fucking all the time
 You fucking feel cold
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 It's just the kids these days
 They make me feel so old
 I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
 I think the best is only over
 The night is slowly closing in
 And I'm staring at my thighs
 You watch an episode and nothing more
 I think I'd rather not be sober
 I feel fine when I'm walking home
 The cold waits till I get inside
 But I can't tell the difference
 I hate you for this
 It feels like yesterday
 You were closing up my blinds
 You didn't want the world to see you
 In my bed and sleeping past morning
 It's hard enough to say
 I'm taking care of myself
 When I'd give the world for nothing more
 Than a call, just telling me you're still the same
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 You collect
 When I grind my teeth
 When it's hard to breathe
 You collect
 When I watch the time
 When you're on my mind
 You collect
 When I see your name
 When I blame the pain
 You collect
 You colleee-ee-e-eee-eect