11 7 05

it's getting worse it's getting worse she's dropping out
I'm dropping in but she's not home she's never home
she says she says so many things to make me feel
but I'm jealous possessive and I know it

a lesson learned, so far from home
and bridges burned, and bridges burned
and such sore excuses, what I suspect
what right do I have to even suspect?
my best secret is I don't want someone else
that's all I have, she's never home

(darling, she told me, you shouldn't cry
it's gonna be this way for a long time)

even high tide changes, like colors through the seasons
with a little less enthusiasm fretted on the reasons