Sprained Ankle (Julien Baker Cover) lyrics

Wish I could write songs about anything other than death
But I can't go to bed without drawing the red, shaving off breaths
Each one so heavy, each one so c*mbersome
Each one a lead weight hanging between my lungs, spilling my guts
Sweat on a microphone, breaking my voice
Whenever I'm alone with you, can't talk
"Isn't this weather nice? Are you okay?"
Should I go somewhere else and hide my face?
A sprinter learning to wait
A marathon runner, my ankles are sprained
A marathon runnеr, my ankles are sprained
Oh, oh