I can't look at you

Seaport in the summer The waiter pours me wine You compliment my sweater I think I got that shit online You told me that you're sober But get high with your friends You said that you were younger, and substance pulled you under I should have known how this would end Well it's alright, if you lie to me And I don't see through Why would I assume? That you're playing me, for a fucking fool I'm not in the mood Now I can't look at you Somehow I can't remember If you're even alive Thank god we're not together Nobody asks if you're alright I let friends go, I made enemies But never like this, now you're dead to me I blocked your cellphone and your handle I think it's over, I think it cancels Your dad called me, when we last spoke He asked about you, that's a bad joke I should have left you, a little sooner Now that's humour When you say that it's alright, if you lie to me And I don't see through Why would I assume? That you're playing me, for a fucking fool I'm not in the mood Now I can't look at you