Annie’s Shoes

Lyrics

I wake up and eat leftover Thai food Wearing Annie's shoes I can't feel anything inside me And so I'm acting cool I fell asleep with the heat on my back Soft, contained and small Sometimes I picture it is Ella And her weight contains it all But, every night a part of me feels sad that she's a dog She'd stare ahead blankly and wonder why if I should try to call She'd wonder why my voice were there at all But, I feel done with being someone That you think you can talk through When I sit and think about it I wonder why I'm here at all I wonder why I'm hеre at all