and sit alone and wonder how your making out
As for me I wish I was anywhere with anyone making out.
I'm missing your laugh,
how do you break,
avoided your eyes, begin you would think,
I hope your as happy as your pretending.
Cuddling close, to blankets and sheets,
I am alone,
live by the beat,
I wish I knew we were simply at home.
I'm missing your bed,
I never sleep,
avoiding the spots where we have to speak
and this bottle of beast is taking me home...
Your hair is everywhere, screaming infidelties, and taking its wear.
Your hair i'ts everywhere, screaming infidelties, and taking taking its wear."