As I choke, on the phone
You fall apart like shattered glass
As if a bullet hit your brittle bone
As if a full rip cord hung her at home
You can’t forget, how you were
So you accept the worst from her
You’re sinking like two weighted, baited fishing wires
Or helium balloons fated to a death spiral
You say you don’t need another wandering heart follow me home
So hold up the telephone, go alone. Go home.
You make my serotonin link, I don’t moan as much to my shrink these days. But on the brink of home I think, we have burned black like India ink. I don’t want to spend another night, knocked out by a lovers fight.
So when the warning wanes and we’re changing lanes I’ll remember you by, the cigarette lights
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