You couldn't help But spill your glass Onto that nightstand So that wood raised and cracked You came to have such shaky hands
Those patriotic coffee cups That came in a set of four Became three when I found a handle Broken off on the tile floor Where you used to cook our meals While you watched that small TV That was so dangerously Placed above the kitchen sink
Came and gone away Again, I find myself Focused on the insignificance Like there will be a revelation that'll make a difference
That night when you took the wrong dose And weren't making any sense Is a night that I often remember And one I wish I could forget But it's there to stay
It's been replaying Over and over The words they echo A violent offer When you leaned in And said "We both know what this is"
And I haven't recovered since No I haven't recovered since No I haven't recoveredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
