What did you think I was looking for?
A pile of clean socks on the bedroom floor
I let all the dust pile up until you’re dead
Swirling around the thoughts in your head
You shove things in drawers just to clear off the floors
Is this working?
Now you’re coming home but you won’t tell me so
And I deserve it
And now that I’m clear on all the things you’ve said
I fall asleep as soon as I get in bed
And you can have all the space you’ll ever need
You never wanted anything from me
