The Mourning After

It's the morning after worry And I feel it too All the guilt and shame you must feel And I pity you Tried with all my might, too free the chains around your neck And called in satellites to find the one's who stole you bed And all that I know is I care So for the crazy times we had I thank you It's a segregation from you It has me in too All your lies they're spies your secret style And I've crawled right through Tried with all my might, too free the chains around your neck And called in satellites, to find the one's who stole you bed And all that I know is that I loved you So for the crazy times we had I thank you