Mescalito calls, i do not answer, I sit by the door waiting for him to come instead. Mescalito calls but i am too hurt, To hurt to heal but Not hurt enough,to answer. I sleep on my front doorstep, Bit the doorstep i sleep on does not heal, It does not condone healing. I do not wAit for resolution, Mescalito knows, mescalito knows. I do not wait for healling, instead i wait for the pain, Mescalito knows, I wait at my doorstep, waaiting for the pain, And mescalito waits. I drink another beer, Mescalito knows my grief. I sip until they show themselves, But mescalito is crying. Im sleeping in the cold, Like i did before, Mescalito was with me in my pain, Im sipping on the door of my appartment, But mescalito already sat down with me. I crack open another beer, Mescalito knows, Mescalito is cryimg, I stumble through the door with my mind, Mescalito sleeps beside me in agony. I ran all the way home by not trying to feel anything, Mescalito knows, But mescalito doesn't speak, I fall ...