Bone Tired
Vodka Breadbowl
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I am bone tired after coming home
From a long hard day of watching you get stoned
At the kitchen table watching cable tv
Where you kept yourself wired to the telephone pole
Like a man with a message and hands full of holes
But the words in your sermon are lost on me
When i still feel your kiss on my cheek
Oh i just want to know which one of us was only
Only decoration in the others day
Was it you on my arm?
Or was it me on your wall?
I am bone tired from loving you still
So i fall asleep on the window sill
Under the gentle gaze of the waning moon
As a last resort to rid myself of you
You should see the bloodbath
I can just imagine how you would react if
Only you knew how much blood was on your hands
On your hands
On yours on yours on mine
It was just a trick of the camera
It was just a flash in the pan
A sleight of hand
It was just a box i kept locked in my body
Till it started bleeding all over the floor
When you told me
You can't hold me anymore
For better or worse
I am only leaving your arms in a hearse
It hurts to stay
Is that why you donโt call me up these days?
It hurts to stay
Is that why you donโt call me up these days?
It hurts to stay