My fixations haven’t been healthy
Living by restlessness or anxiousness
You’ve been a poor keeper
Of my emotions
Because you didn’t call, or write at all
Three days busy brewing new lies
Honey, it’s all right I wasn’t gonna sleep tonight anyway.
The morning I woke up
From that second sleepless night
I sent the letter that said,
Honey, let’s stop the lies.
Among other things, it rambled
But as I recall it forgave us both
Our failures and weakness through all these trials
We can take it back, like with bandanas and steel eyes
Like Rosie the Riveter or Bonnie and Clyde
Say hey mister bring her boy home
Give this man back to the woman that loves him most
And save our ship, it’s the same old shit
Tales of lies, loss, destruction,
Sabotage and dysfunction
Loose lips sink ships, and they have
Because you didn’t call, or write at all
Three days busy brewing new lies
“Honey it’s all right, I wasn’t gonna sleep this week anyway.”
We can take it back, like with bandanas and steel eyes
Like Rosie the Riveter or Bonnie and Clyde
Say hey mister bring her boy home
Give this man back to the woman that loves him most
There’s love in me for both of us
But if we want love, or at least trust
Let’s stop fucking around
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