Oct 06, 2009 00:32
I will rehearse every mistake
Hope practice makes perfect this time
I'll call you at two and I'll tell you I'm blue
and would you please come over
and bring your leftovers
Whatever's left over of you.
I will break into your house with cake
and I'm smear it all over your walls
and I will gift-wrap the bricks from your garden
and throw them through your bedroom window
Sing happy birthday darlin'
missed my invite to the party
Hope you don't mind that I dropped by
You drink like a girl and you fight like my cousin
at that wedding reception way out in Wisconsin
Where he swung and replaced someone's fist with his face
God, I just can't stop laughing at you
Suddenly everything's funny
Your nose has gone bloody
Your girlfriend's refusing to stay
It's not my fault she hit you
When I leaned up to kiss you
and you forgot to pull away
But don't be sore, darlin'
you know it comes down to
What he said and she said
What I said, what we said
and really, who's keeping score?
But don't you dare think that I miss you
when I fumble with my keys at your front door
It's just muscle memory of the heart
Once . it. stopped it never started up correctly
erratic rhythms to the melody
of one body on this bed
There's just one body on this bed
and I guess that I could call you
But I'll just drink til' I hate you instead.