When the sun sets
And the curtains are closed
When the table is set
And expressions froze
I think of you
And your absence
You and your careless attitude
What more can I do
**** **** **** and lose the only leverage I have over you
Ignore you and watch you not notice
Regretting leaving myself open
With each minute is a jab
With each jab, a stab
And the blood looks a lot like tears