Incapable

Last night, I said the wrong thing
I tried, I tried
I wanted to help, but it's easier
Shutting down than admitting I'm fucking wrong

Another day, another fight in the evening light
You're holding every vowel against me
And you “haven't left,” you say
Like you deserve a prize

And I can't say the right thing, but I want to
Say the right thing, but I wanna try
And I'm incapable of dealing
I'm incapable of everything

Your mistakes are ghosts I can't let go
They hide in the night
I take enough downers to be "cool"
But they can't save me from slowly breaking down

And I can't say the right thing, but I want to
Say the right thing, but I wanna try
And I'm incapable of dealing
I'm incapable of everything

Oh, oh, oh
I'm incapable of dealing
I'm incapable of everything