Comfortable - David Hodges

Lyrics by：David Hodges

Composed by：David Hodges

I'm getting comfortable with the pain of dying slow

I'm getting used to reading between giving up and letting go

I'm making due with words I needed to hear you say

That you refrain from anyway

I'm making friends with all my ghosts

Every time I'm reaching for the phone and

Stop myself considering the moment

Every time I see you in a crowded room

I remember

That you are someone different in my memory

And even if it breaks the heart within me

I know that it's better now to see the truth

Than keep pretending we

Could make it with a time machine

I'm getting comfortable with the pain of dying slow

I'm getting used to reading between giving up and letting go

I'm making due with words I needed to hear you say

That you refrain from anyway

I'm making friends with all my ghosts

I'm getting comfortable

I'm getting comfortable

Comfort in the tragedy of silence

Comfort in the sadness of goodbye and

Even if the story always ends this way

I don't have to rewrite it

Have to keep hiding

As if the telling would spell different titles for roles that we play

Wish you saw it the same

I'm getting comfortable with the pain of dying slow

I'm getting used to reading between giving up and letting go

I'm making due with words I needed to hear you say

That you refrain from anyway

I'm making friends with all my ghosts

I'm getting comfortable

I'm getting comfortable

I'm getting comfortable

I'm getting