Over This

Well it's nothing
No, you didn't do anything at all
And if you did I bet your
Life it's not your fault
She'll come around, she's safe and sound
She'd never leave me over this
It's just so stupid
She's too rational for that
Well, yeah, my guts are full of love
But with my head inside the oven
You could stand to lighten up a little bit

You didn't text, you didn't call
You didn't talk to me at all
You could be anything from sad, to dead
To pissed and I'm a good kid in my bones
I bet them all that you
Don't even fucking know that
You could lose me over this

I packed a bag full of the things that
I might need for when I leave
I stole a piece of Mount Loretto and

Oh, no, I wouldn't say I'm mad
I'm just so totally sad
I am disoriented and I am confused
And no, it's so not all your fault
I could be safe in bed at home
And still feel absolutely beaten and abused

You didn't text, you didn't call
You didn't talk to me at all
You could be anything from sad, to dead
To pissed and I'm a good kid in my bones
I bet them all that you
Don't even fucking know that
You could lose me over this