Two
The Antlers Lyrics

In the middle of the night I was sleeping sitting up
I was experiencing restless sleep, causing me to sleep in a sitting position

When a doctor came to tell me, 'Enough is enough'
I received news from a medical professional that things had reached an unpleasant limit

He brought me out into the hall (I could have sworn it was haunted)
The doctor escorted me to a hallway, which felt like an eerie and scary atmosphere to me

And told me something that I didn't know that I wanted to hear
The doctor disclosed to me something I wasn't aware that I needed to hear

That there was nothing that I could do to save you
I was informed that I had no power to save someone from something happening to them

The choir's going to sing, and this thing is going to kill you
Despite people singing for you, something is still inevitably going to end your life

Something in my throat made my next words shake
I became uneasy and fidgety upon trying to speak

And something in the wires made the lightbulbs break
The energy caused the light bulbs to burst suddenly

There was glass inside my feet and raining down from the ceiling
Glass was piercing my feet and falling from above like rain

It opened up the scars that had just finished healing
The experience caused recently healed emotional wounds to reopen

It tore apart the canyon running down your femur
It split the canyon-like incision on the thigh bone

(I thought that it was beautiful, it made me a believer)
I found the situation oddly enchanting, and it convinced me of something

And as it opened I could hear you howling from your room
I could hear you crying loudly from your nearby room

But I hid out in the hall until the hurricane blew
I remained in the corridor until the emotional storm had passed

When I reappeared and tried to give you something for the pain
I attempted to offer you pain relief when I made another appearance

You came to hating me again and just sang your refrain
You resumed your previous feelings of animosity towards me and repeatedly sang the same sad song

You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare
You had a disconcerting dream that seemed more like an unsettling nightmare

You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair
As a young child, your hair had been trimmed/cut without your permission

Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying
You were put inside machines, and it nearly resulted in your death

They should have listened, they thought that you were lying
Others didn't believe what you were saying and didn't take the appropriate action

Daddy was an asshole, he fucked you up
Your father was an abusive person who damaged you physically and emotionally

Built the gears in your head, now he greases them up
He created a psychological conditioning in you that he still manipulates

And no one paid attention when you just stopped eating
When you began to stop eating, no one took notice, and there was no intervention

"Eighty-seven pounds!" and this all bears repeating
You lost so much weight that it warrants being mentioned again

Tell me when you think that we became so unhappy
Can you recall when we transitioned from being happy to being miserable?

Wearing silver rings with nobody clapping
We have silver rings, but there's no one celebrating or acknowledging us

When we moved here together we were so disappointed
We arrived here with such high hopes, only to end up feeling let down

Sleeping out of tune with our dreams disjointed
Our sleep patterns aren't in sync, and our aspirations are out of alignment

It killed me to see you getting always rejected
I found it incredibly painful to watch you be turned down repeatedly

But I didn't mind the things you threw, the phones I deflected
I'm not bothered by how you lashed out, even when it involved throwing items, because I was always able to avoid any physical harm

I didn't mind you blaming me for your mistakes
You blamed me for issues that were your fault or were out of my control, but I wasn't upset by this

I just held you in the door-frame through all of the earthquakes
I supported you through all the ups and downs, just holding onto the frame of the doorway for stability

But you packed up your clothes in that bag every night
You began regularly packing a bag with your belongings before going to bed each night

And I would try to grab your ankles (what a pitiful sight)
I attempted to stop you by grabbing your ankles, which I now see was a pathetic attempt

But after over a year, I stopped trying to stop you
After many attempts to stop you, I eventually gave up and stopped attempting to prevent you from leaving

From stomping out that door / Coming back like you always do
You would exit the door angrily, but you've always returned following the pattern

Well no one's going to fix it for us, no one can
We can't expect anyone to solve our problems for us; it's up to us to find a way to address them

You say that, "No one's going to listen, and no one understands"
You feel disconnected from others and have given up seeking understanding and support

So there's no open doors and there's no way to get through
We feel trapped and as if there's no escape from our current situation

There's no other witnesses, just us two
There's no one else present to bear witness to our conflict and pain; it's just us two experiencing it

There's two people living in one small room
We're two individuals sharing a confined space

From your two half-families tearing at you
Your family and my family are causing divisions between us

Two ways to tell the story (no one worries)
There are two sides to this situation, but no one seems to care about either

Two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry
We quickly chose to wear matching silver rings as a symbol of our commitment

Two people talking inside your brain
You're fighting an inner battle with yourself, bouncing between two thoughts or decisions

Two people believing that I'm the one to blame
We both have differing viewpoints on who is responsible and are split on assigning blame

Two different voices coming out of your mouth
You are torn between two conflicting personalities and ideas that manifest in what you say

While I'm too cold to care and too sick to shout
I'm apathetic and unfeeling, and I don't have the energy to vocalize or react actively