You didn't wait for me
I couldn't wait to see

The white car in the parking lot
The dented, damaged door
A smooth ride in the ambulance
A crucial call I'm sure

A stiff chair in the hospital
Where you never dreamed to sleep
Tell me how much it's affecting you
As you craft your plan to leave

It's a damn fine day

Take the lord's name
In vain

As my mother sits you rest assured
Your words were never wrong
A vanity plate lost inside an unattended lawn
A sleepy sense of confidence I never could have seen

A tired kiss from wounded lips
And now I'm understanding what you mean

Fine day, damn fine day
Damn fine day

A broken sense of intimate
Reflections showing you
A tarnished love that still persists
I'm far too drunk to choose

Why don't you care?

An empty mouth of promises
A path you can't undo
An awoken sense of apathy
There must be something new

Why don't you care?

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I cleanse my soul with alcohol
And tainted whims in heaps
You thought it wrong
To steer you right
You know I play for keeps

A move away
Some would say
I’m on the same street
Automatoc locks
Who would have thought?
So in the cold I sleep

I’m coping in a crowd

I cut my lungs
Buried my tongue
In benefits you reap
My mind for sale
My blood tastes stale
No room for a repeat

I lost my sight
Gave in to fights
Profanities I hate
A selfish wound
So you assume
Your touch would come too late

I’m coping in a crowd