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We would drag ourselves to bed.
And sleep took everything I had.
I kept it up ‘til he would call.
You made me feel like a criminal.
And then there’s you, you kept a smile though I would always walk the wire.
You gave it all.
I gave you reason to have doubt.
I had to get out of there.
I took the stairs.
I don’t wanna fight with you if I can’t be the one to have you.
You sat in that chair like a queen in the kitchen.
I memorized the lines your eyes made at every squint you shot my way.
We would drag ourselves to bed.
And sleep took everything I had.
I kept it up ‘til he would call.
You made me feel like a criminal.
And then there’s you, you kept a smile though I would always walk the wire.
But you’re miserable and I’m useless.
You’re always making up excuses.
I made you cry too many times.
So I’m hanging up that line.
I’m throwing rocks at your floor.
I’m knocking down your front door.
I’m desperate tonight and I just wanna fight.
It’s my confusion that lets me act so cold.
So now I’ll go, go, go.
And you wanna be just left alone.
Put down that phone, cause but if you want me just call out “hey boy”.
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I must have had a dream about you.
Cause I woke up in the worst of moods.
And when I looked at the clock my day was already ruined.
I’m glad that you like your new place.
And I hope your new job works out well.
I’m getting used to my kitchen and sleeping by myself.
And as we talk and reminisce,
I barely mask how deeply I’m depressed.
And though I can’t complain,
I think I just might.
Cause it can’t get much worse.
And I hope that you’re unhappy to be alone.
I’m at my suit job everyday.
And Farside’s writing a new LP.
And though I still hate school I’ve almost got my degree.
I keep myself so busy now.
Cause I don’t want to be at home at all.
Cause everytime that I’m there I’m crushed that you haven’t called.
And then I dwell and reminisce,
About the time I bought the angel dress that you wore for me.
And the sun went down
And you swore you were mine.
And I hope that you’re unhappy to be alone.
I don’t want you to cry any more than I’ve cried, just at least as much.
I know your children will be beautiful.
But I don’t ever want to know that they exist at all.
So let’s not talk and reminisce.
Cause it won’t clear the cobwebs in my chest.
When I clench the phone and I grind my teeth I know that I’m alone.
And I hope, I hope you’re miserable.
And I hope that you’re unhappy to be alone.
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