Condition 11:11 lyrics

I had no idea what I was after
I'm just preparing for disaster
With everything feeling so far away
Familiar faces, familiar lips
Is there any point to this
Hanging around?

I was upset when that glass broke doing the dishes
At 11:11 every night I make wishes
Habit and superstition
Feed my foolish fires
They've been burning for a couple of months

I stay out all day
To keep these thoughts away
Why don't you give my feet a break and come back?

I remember in the kitchen, when you told me your grandma died
That's when I realized it gets worse
I want to wish things last forever
Won't you thicken my soft skin
You comfort me so and I remember
Remember

When I walk through that door
I won't hear the happy sounds anymore
This year took so much away and won't give it back