I stare out the window trying to make up my mind
The clock keeps ticking, nothing can stop father time
I know your coming thru that door ready to fight
******* I'm tired of trying to see who's wrong or right

I feel like a rat in a cage
It's so **** frustrating i am filled with rage
The church bells ring, the dark settles in
I walk to other room to look to see what's in the bin

You don't come home you don't pick up the phone
Did something happen or did you just decide to roam
I pick up the phone to see what is next
You interrupt my call with another boring text