I know I said I'd come out for a drink or two, but I've hit my limit.
I don't know why we act like this is new.
I'm sorry if it sounds like I'm being rude.
I don't know how else to say it, I'm just uncomfortable.
I know these are all my friends and peers.
We all grew up together, just two houses down the street.
If I'm honest, this isn't me.
This is not where I want to be.
I'm not down to spend the night with a stranger or someone I know.
I don't want to be lonely, but I'd rather be alone.
Every time I try to keep warm, it snows.
I'm trapped in my own home.
But it's the safest place I know.
