can we laugh about this in the morning?
can you call me with some great excuse?
like, 'baby, you'll never guess what happened...'
or, 'that's why why i couldn't call you...'
& it doesn't matter what comes after that
because it will always end the same way.
you could say a tidal wave washed over this town
& your phone died as it carried you away.
so where was i for all of this?
'you must have been asleep in your bed.'
so i'll stay quiet for some time,
just to play that over in my head
& i'll point out all your story's flaws
& make a display out your contradictions
& i'll scream & cry to make my point
& then i'll act indifferent.
but all of that means nothing
cause then you'll say 'baby, i swear...'
& the indifference starts to take over
& i'll hold my head & say i don't care.
& the whole day will start to catch up with me
& i start to throw the fight
& suddenly, i'm so tired
i have to stay the night.