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Not another sunrise. Another divorce, stale taste in your mouth. |
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You walked away from waking up inside of that house, |
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Depending on the call you've been waiting for; |
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It felt just a song you loved so long ago. |
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You can hear it now. They'll only miss you if you leave. |
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So you try and stay away. You just might be the love in their eyes, |
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When it's attracted all the times you've sat there trying not to say |
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. |
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Telephones and postcards with misshaped hearts beside the names. |
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I've read this letter for the hundredth time today. |
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I rearranged, analyzed the words, |
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Tried to find something between the lines that wasn't there. |
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At least now I can see through these worn-out lines on torn-up pages, |
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Don't know how I'll fall asleep tonight, tonight, toni-ight, tonight. |
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Outside the window, awful weather. |
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The storm will slowly close in on me |
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When it's time to leave. (x4) |
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Worn-out lines on torn-up pages, |
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Don't know how I'll fall asleep tonight, tonight, toni-ight, tonight. |
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Outside the window, awful weather. |
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The storm will slowly close in on me |
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When it's time to leave. (x4) |
