It's Morning Again in America

Awake, mistake
You made last night, things you shake
All day, you stay
In your bed 'till sky turns gray
And black, and blue
Hard cold rain, you sleep straight through
No one comes to lay beside you
Sent away the few who’ve tried to
How would they move so slow?
You lie, you lie
You’re Scraped and bruised but don’t know why
Your hands are cut
You still see thing with your eyes shut
So tight, so tight
To keep out every trace of light
No one offers you no help
They only want to help themselves
Nobody wants to
Know what you’ve been though
How was the past so slow?
Awoke, you choke
The cold dead air
Your sheets are soaked straight through. You knew
Just what you did and you still do
But there’s no one here to confess to
There’s no one here to dress your wounds
There’s no one here to get to you
There’s no one here to get you through
There’s no one here
There’s no one here