Don't You Want To Share The Guilt?

Kate Nash
Barbeque food is good
you invite me out to eat it i should, go
but i'm feeling kinda nervous
and not quite myself
so im running late on purpose
and i know this won't help
how things have become between us
if i go you'll give me help
and that i don't know how to fix it is making me unwell
Well, i arrive at your house but you've just got up
and you are wearing a towel and your eyes look dark
i help to dry your body and i see your cut
so i give you a plaster and we cover it up
i say have you been crying and you say shut up
so we sit in the garden and touch the grass with our hands
The sun is going down now and it's been okay
you tell me all the things you did while i was away, and this worries me some what
you say your fine
Listen, can you hear it?
does it speak, will i feel it?
will it hurt?
and i knew it
i dont know?
I dont know how all people haven't got mental health problems
thinking is one of the stressful things i've ever come across
and not being able to articulate what i want to say drives me crazy
i think i should read some more books, learn some new words
my sister used to read the dictionary i'm going to start with that
i'd like to travel i want to see india and the pyramids, a whale and that race with all the bycicles in France
i'm not sure about rivers they scare me
but i love swimming i'm good at it
and when i swim, i count the laps and this helps me relax
when i was younger i saw a house burn down and i walked past it for the next six years
derelict black chalky and dangerous i wondered if squatters lived there?
still not sure but i know there were not any parties coz it was a shit hole
after a while the council got round to tidying up the town
they decided it was an eye sore so they tore it down
behind the house there was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti and the word cunt written in giant letters and now i walk pass that
and i like going to the park i like walking through it
i like taking my dogs there and friends and i like being alone
i like being able to shout but i wish i could be quiet
but when i'm quiet people just think i'm sad and usually i am
sometimes when i'm at a really noisy train station, one of the ones with the big fat trains like kings cross
i feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out because i've got something to say
don't you want to share the guilt?
don't think just try and sleep!