Bad News
Hit the deck your turning red
Hail a cab I’m cold from “should haves” never coming through
Blistered
licking my own wounds tonight
Didn’t think you’d put up a fight
You said “if you would have”
Bristled
said a lot of ” should haves”
Hit the deck your turning red
Oh what now
You hail a cab?
“could haves” are growing old
angry
neglected to call
worried
Its half past 10
pissed your late again
burning that I was right
along with you
about last night
Just like that
I let the phone ring
waiting
1
2
3
Here it comes from you to me
apology I’m dou
“Don’t wait up “
was all that was said
I packed a bag
phoned a friend
why couldn’t you have tried
to make amends
Bruised
I thought you’d cave right in
Pissed
you weren’t retracting
Barely healing
from the day
you deiced we should go our separate ways
Licking my own wound tonight
Didn’t think you’d up up a fight
Is it too late to say I’m sorry
I could if
you’d let me
would a
should a ..let me
save it for a rainy day
bad news
I guess its true
you always miss what you lose
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