Visiting Day - Dead to Me

I woke up shaking in a room that I shared with 3 strangers 
And it was visiting day 
So I walked down the stairs and then into that room 
I felt your presence first and then impending doom 
I spoke without a sound but you heard every word 
I'm more sorry than you know for everything I put you through 

Three weeks passed, then you came back 
You picked me up and drove me home 
To the city over that bridge 
Then you put your hand on the back of my neck 
You said, I'm proud of you 

And nothing was ever the same again 

An overwhelming resonating voice 
Second-guessing every single choice 
Now I've gotta find a new escape 
For this blood that itches and this head that aches 
I've got no reaction 
Every action is true