Foundations

Thursday night.
Everything's fine.
Except you've got that look in your eye, when I'm telling a story and you find it boring.
You're thinking of something to say.
You'll go along with it, then drop it, and humiliate me in front of our friends.

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoying and say something like, "Yeah, intelligent input darling, why don't you just have another beer then."
Then you'll call me a bitch and everyone we're with will be embarrassed, and I won't give a shit.

My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation, and I know that I should let go, but I can't.
And every time we fight, I know it's not right.
Every time that you're upset, I just smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.

You say that I must eat so many lemons, cause I am so bitter.
I say "I'd rather be with your friends, 'cause they're much fitter."
Yes, it was childish, and you got aggressive.
And I must admit that I was a bit scared, but it gives me thrills to wind you up.

Don't want to look at your face, 'cause it's making me sick.

Nothing.

Am I better off dead?

Am I better off a quitter?

They say I'm better off now than I ever was with her.

As they take me to my local down the street, I'm smiling but I'm dying, trying not to drag my feet.

They say a few drinks will help me to forget her.

But after one too many, I know that I'll never.

Only they can't see where this is going to end.

They all think I'm crazy but to me it's perfect sense.

And my mates are all there, trying to calm me down, cause I'm shouting your name all over town.

I'm swearing if I go there now, I can change her mind, turn it all around.

And I know that I'm drunk, but I'll say the words, and she'll listen this time even though they're slurred.

So I dialed her number and confessed to her that I'm still in love, but all I heard was nothing.

So I stumble there, among the railings and the fences.

I know that if we're face to face, she'll come to her senses.

Every drunk step I take leads me to her door.

If she sees how much I'm hurting, she'll take me back for sure.

I wanted words but all I heard was nothing.

Sometimes love's intoxicating.

You're coming down, your hands are shaking when you realize there's no one waiting.