theatre

I’ve been home for a week now I’m starting to sleep now ‘Bout time I came clean now You weren’t my only way to breathe You weren’t my only anything I just thought you were more So how does it feel? I gave you home and a meal I’d hate to know if you’re out there hearing me So now here’s the deal I’m sick of giving the wheel up To someone who ain’t even hearing me I just wanted you to feel something new Now I’m hoping I’m getting past you I said a few things I didn’t mean to mean To you from me I never felt so sober Hope you’re over it ‘Cause there’s no place in my head I’m sick of talking to dead friends You’re not coming back And I don’t want you to neither I’m not one for the theatre Or the rainy days you love anyway You don’t love me anyway I’ll be waiting for apathy to come find me Finally- spend some time with me And I don’t want nothing from her F*ck closure- you fucked me over- hold him closer Does he make you feel needed? I’m speechless I should’ve looked over my shoulder and seen it I was only part of the reason you’re leaving I’m keeping you captive Everything that’s happened I was only practice I could never settle the score I just wanted you to feel something new Now I’m hoping I’m getting past you I said a few things I didn’t mean to mean To you from me I never felt so sober Hope you’re over it ‘Cause there’s no place in my head I’m sick of talking to dead friends You’re not coming back And I don’t want you to neither I’m not one for the theatre Or the rainy days you love anyway You don’t love me anyway I’m not one for the theatre