The deal with me

Got the hunger where the guilt should sit

Skipped the funeral, closed a deal in the parking lot

My kid drew a picture of a man at a desk

Asked who it was, she said "I don't know, someone"

I laughed, then I didn't

They keep saying I'll regret it when I'm old

I'm thirty-four, I'm already cold

Mom's voicemail still says call me back

I saved it, haven't listened since March

Don't bite the hands that feed

But I'm god damn starving tonight

I'll eat the table, I'll eat the chairs

I'll eat the silence in their stares

Don't bite the hands that feed

But I'm god damn starving tonight

And when the feast is done and the plates are clean

I'll still be hungry, thats the deal with me

Best friend's wedding, I was on a call

In the bathroom, missed the vows and all

He doesn't text anymore, fair enough

My calendar's full, my contacts are stuffed

Four hundred names, no one to call when it's rough

Bought my parents a house they didn't ask for

So I'd stop feeling bad for missing the door

Dad said thanks, his voice was flat

Realized then I can't buy back

Don't bite the hands that feed

But I'm god damn starving tonight

I'll eat the table, I'll eat the chairs

I'll eat the silence in their stares

Don't bite the hands that feed

But I'm god damn starving tonight

And when the feast is done and the plates are clean

I'll still be hungry, thats the deal with me

Net worth went up

Self-worth went where?

Article calls me "visionary"

Daughter calls me "the guy who's never there"

I optimized myself out of every room that mattered

Climbed so high the ladder shattered

Standing on the roof alone

Kingdom of a thousand screens

And not one face I've known

Don't bite the hands that feed

But I'm god damn starving tonight

I ate the table, I ate the chairs