I dreamt that I took a rope from the shed Waited till the morning light You drove away And in shame I hung my head
And as you sang along to the FM air My legs began to kick away the chair And as you parked the car I'd gone too far
And instantly all the pain was gone I forgot to feel And instantly I woke up alone Ooh, it felt so real
Hours later you came home to find me Hanging like a puppet and we waltzed You should have known Even though it wasn't your fault And as you grabbed the legs of a fluid corpse And cut the rope to bring it to the floor You sobbed on a cold face "Oh, what a waste"
And instantly all the pain was gone I forgot to feel And instantly I woke up alone Ooh, it felt so real
And as I woke you'd already gone out The weight re-landed on me like a house I wish that you were here To stop me, dear
Compositores: Benjamin James Richards, Georgia Shirley Train (Bitter Ruin) (PRS)Editor: Songtrust Ave (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #25395857 em 04/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM