I lit the candle like the wick was your head
Bathed in your anger
Watched your face bloom red
How I'm doing fine
With your lack of being here
Other boys are prettier than I
And happier
But I've got the laughter lines
From when I was too
I was happy with you
Now it's odd that you're leaving
When we were succeeding
And nobody questions
The way that I'm grieving alone
A bottle of berries that darken my tongue
And ripen my poetry
And write me my songs
Served cold
How did you tell your friends I won't be at the party?
Did they care enough to miss me or was I always too quiet?
I drink at sunset looking out from the canopy
Far above the city knowing I'm not the company you're with
I know I'm not a pragmatic thinker
Romanticising life
But if anything I'm eager
To show you that dreaming in roses
Is way prettier
It ain't that bad to dream up a good life
John Prine playing in our cottage
Off the coast in the country-
Side-walk covered in raindrops
Refracting sunshine
Now I'm damned if I do and
I'm damned if I don't
Move on from loving you and
Move out on my own
My cherry mouth
And warming kiss
On a winters day
Is there anything you miss?
How did you tell your friends I won't be at the party?
Did they care enough to miss me or was I always too quiet?
I drink at sunset looking out from the canopy
Far above the city knowing I'm not the company you're with
And long story short I'll come back to the party
'Cause I'm the one who's missing you
But I'll wait til I'm invited
Maybe you don't love me but we don't have to drink alone
If you get out the whiskey
Someone else can drive us home
Blew out the candle, threw a blanket over your head
Bathed in our mutual
Mature adult agreement
That we're both doing fine
With simply being here