True Crime / birthday song

I would never watch true crime when I'm home alone
But I can't watch it when you're there either
Cause you get so scared
I would never think about these things like
Did I lock the door?
When you're there
Cause I know you did

But when I'm alone I see everything
And everything sees me
And I'm suddenly aware
Of how we don't have any curtains

We always fight on the way home from the airport
I can't remember you
The second that you leave the room
There's just so much of you
All your crinkles and your soft spots and your prickly thorns
I run straight into them
And I'm surprised when I hit something sharp
And you're surprised when I yell out
And that's how it starts
And then of course there is the traffic and the time difference
And the people
These fucking people

But when we walk into the house it smells familiar
And your potency it spreads into all of the corners and crannies
And I find some immunity in the kitchen counters
And I remember you

Is it your birthday?
I can't remember if it was the seventh or the fifth
Watching TV is the best
I'm only calling you
Cause my mom says I have to
If anybody wants me
I'll be around
I just don't have the energy
To make you see me right now

I can't remember
Your phone number
But I think it started with a nine
Five four seven five
I remember your house on the corner
Where we used to run around outside
Get bitten by things and run back inside and cry
Now it's so boring