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She sits and stares into her mixed drink |
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Telling everyone she's right, well, she's right |
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I've tried enough on getting over this |
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Just to end up in this room with the two of you |
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But you tell me that your phone don't ring enough |
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And you say she's just the one who picks you up from work |
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Because I'm not around |
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Well, I've tried to save this from your sick complainant |
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Well, I lied, but it was just to save us both |
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And I tried to name this like it makes a difference to what's true |
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But that doesn't matter now |
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And I made a promise to not hate you for this |
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Well, I lied and I can't cover that up |
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She walks back into the hallway, searches through a crowded room |
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Needs a way out of here and I made my mind up not to notice |
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So I sat back down on the couch, pretended not to care, I didn't care |
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But I see her as she moves to the front door |
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And I guess I couldn't stand it any more |
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She was gone before I could stop her |
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And I tried to save this from your sick complainant |
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And I lied, but that was just to save us both |
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And I crave the moment when there is no resistance in your eyes |
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And your heart is open wide |
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And I lack conviction with these drunk decisions |
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I don't try, and I'm left confused, alone |
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But I want to be and remember how to see things |
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Beyond this dull divide |
