Bathroom Floor

Brother, friend, you called me tonight your voice sounding like this, soft and low and this I know: you miss me. Told you I feel caught in the middle of a wheel where doctors sell my youth or threaten to and medicine curing others health just tears mine apart. I feel cornered you promised I'm normal. Since your move you're chilling in the groove. I'm so so proud of you, so I won't tell you, I cried on the bathroom floor for you. So happy you're fitting in, I can't listen to "Summer Skin" without watery eyes, missing you making it alright but then I just smile. Cuz your eyes shine while you proudly make a successful pun. You are so much fun. Brother, dear I love you so no matter how far away you go. So I won't tell you, I cried on the bathroom floor for you