Letters left on kitchen counters
Mother's asking why you're down
It's automatic
You've done nothing wrong
Kill the clutch and run on empty
Don't have much to say just let me
Write another stupid song
You've done nothing wrong
But can you give me a second when you've got one?
Can you shatter this silence with a shotgun?
Can you admit for a minute that we had fun?
Can you pretend that you wanted to meet me?
When you left me you made it look easy
There's things i need but don't call me needy
Alice said she saw you laughing with our friends i can't help asking
What is there to laugh about right now?
I said i'm glad to see you smiling
But recently I started lying
I've been bad and thirsty since the drought
And what is there to laugh about right now?
Can we cut out the cold conversations
I've had enough of your pity and patience
Way to spit on a situation
Can you let me get on with my writing?
Such a subtle and sad silver lining
Hex with my words and claim i'm not violent
August nights
5 o'clock light
And drawing out the last goodbye
You make a move and make me cry
Now make your bed it's time to lie
And leave me here to fossilise
I'll freeze beneath November skies
You watch the life drain from my eyes
You want your freedom, that's the price
You can keep our vinyl and our bed
Let me keep my dignity instead
I'd rather sleep on sorry splintered floor
I'd rather never sleep than ask for more
You can rewrite every single song
You can be the one to prove me wrong
God i'm getting tired of being strong
Are you getting tired of getting gone?