You're always so sick of me yeah you tell me all the time but if I'm selfish and hateful you're lazy ungrateful can't you see where this always heads it's exhausting us both now always so pissy and proud if we could just let this rest it'd get better in time I promise spiteful and bored I guess but I want you to know that I like what you do for me all the times we get on fine to me all those good nights mean more than these drunk fights haven't you learned how they always end you're resentful and lonely and blaming me only if we could just waste a little less time toasting our grudges every night it'd save us the best years of our lives so I'm letting it go.
A summer's worth of bottle rocket battles in one weekend we've been at each other's throats and you leave right on cue this disappearing act gets older every time you tweak it and the only person you can really change these days is you and it was once before you noticed and twice before I cared three times and we'd both had it for the year so think once before you bother and twice before you share but this time let's get this over with right here now you don't really want nobody knowing what you're thinking well yeah I'm not the only one who's running from the truth your forum shopping only left you friendless and the thing is that the only person you can really blame these days is you.
Must have been the heat that stole my judgment he wasn't five feet away a little harmless summer indiscretion 'til it turned out you felt the same and it's really a clever illusion a sleight of hand that carries me right back into your clawless fantasies come on baby we don't owe him nothing well tonight it's follow-through time or quit taunting me come on over let's see 3 weeks of artful implying got teeth the night you described all the ways your fingers would find me if you hadn't known him all your life but a slide of hand that's slipping me a sophistry was becoming a waning amusement 'til one slight nudge carried me game on find me follow through now or let it be.
3 months without a moment to breathe now all you want in life is one good night's sleep yeah as soon as you think you're fine you fall so far behind that there's nothing much more you can do but grit your teeth and try to get by fight the next new gulf that widens inside and right when you thought it was near so face it it's time to admit that you want to be here well what the hell it's the best cot tease of the year and it's more than what you needed the doubts have all receded it's time to get it going I want to get there with you it's coming clearer and it's all I wanted to do now all the willful want so here's to feral new beginnings that telegraph their endings to daily disabusals and a total refusal to care you're feeling heat-sought and so damn glad to be there go join the neophytes and haunts philistines and dilettantes the new Elmer Gantry's in one feverish race to the bottom it's what you wanted it's what we're all doing here.
So it's over now and the dashboard lights tell you what to do go home and sleep because tomorrow morning you'll have to see this through downtime got all these tripwires running through my mind not what he needed past time to draw the line some sad joy you take in staying distant and you're sure you're so complex well tell me what's so novel about indifference to the lasting effects so you're older now gotta be less reckless in what you do time to tell the truth you feel nothing despite the warmth he thinks he's dredged from you some days I know it in my bones shouldn't have to be this way but the gloss of history says foregone conclusion babe and it's true in some antiquated fashion you pare your needs and aim for dispassion while you try so hard not to ask what happened you said it best you're not the first to get my worst.
March I'm so glad you're here where have you been all my life it's funny how everyone acts like this has never happened before the dead of winter's dead still frozen in my bed I'm wondering when this will all end and I won't be alone again and they wonder why they can't be friends the books he hasn't read the words she never said and he's up to the ceiling but she's still on the floor he's forgotten the feeling that he had before it's incidental the way things happen but they always happen this way brought down to a level I've started to call my own it was a perfect fit once they grew into it left me wondering do I deserve this did I deserve this.
A stolen mouth of wine and wandering one greedy taste of salt and sea then bloodbath you wonder what you're conquering not me another road worn to the bone you're ugly with heat and I want to know what became of you from cocktails discrete to don't say what you've been going through and I told you watch out for the generous they love all things unknown and this is just cartography it doesn't mean I call you home just passing through your town full of honky tonk swollen ashtrays you're burnt out worn down and I'm looking for the easiest way out bite in to see what sweetness holds and I never blamed you given the alchemist wants gold to stake one claim to thought you could name each truth a lie and force another compromise and we love all things unknown.
He wants it only when he's weak some telling sign he might be something that she needs he goes chase has become our distance sweet thing he goes won't you please bring it back to me wake up some senseless day and realize you never recognized what you became he buries everything in sleep slavish desires interred in her separate bed and sheets he goes this place has become our distance dead thing he goes won't you get your sweet ass right on back to me and I know you need some comforting nothing like what you thought life would be but I know it's nothing to do with me I'm just a casual toy not what you need not me.
Another fighting chance at clean just leaves you fighting for a way to come up breathing or find a better way of giving in warm and easy to force a fate between playing dead and needy but I think it might be getting better another night of backing down just leaves you cold and wondering when you'll scream out loud how you're as black and blue as if you'd opened your mouth and you think oh god there must be some way out yeah it must be getting better because it's got to get better and I wish it'd been the truth when you said you'd never lay a hand on me and god will damn you for all the ugliness kicking around inside me you say you're sorry and I pretend it will never come again.
I bet the road down south's reminding you of what you left behind these days you're so bone-tired when just a year ago you were feeling so fine and somewhere around Tennessee I gotta think it finally sank in Chicago 8 hours gone you're going through this alone again and we drive just a little more time to laugh with your friends to watch the sun coming up without wondering if you'll see it again and it's not all right but the only thing that I can do is try to get you through tonight I thought the best thing for you was to get you thinking about something else grab a six-pack and head for a bridge watch the cars chase themselves and the one thing we don't talk about is you may never be coming back no matter how many times I check the mail it never says I'm a match for awhile let's talk of all the places we're gonna go when I'm down your way in March and we already know that it's safe to say casual things like after you come home I'll finally be done with school and we can both have a little more time to laugh with our friends and it's all right because the only thing we're worried about is making last call tonight.