Separate Beds

When you called me up you were high as a kite
You thought I was home, it was midnight
When you told me you loved me I knew you were lying
But I wanted to believe that things were alright
For once in my life that something was mine
Too good to be true, you were just passing time

So pack up your things and set out to leave
Two years in boxes, it don’t mean a thing
All that’s left is the bed that we shared on the floor
You said you werе bored of me, you wanted morе
Then you went away in the back of a car
I’d still drive you if I could, it’s not that far

I remember when you said I’m good
That you thought I was living like everyone should
So if you changed your mind when you realized
Who I really am, well then I’m not surprised

Because I’ve been reduced to some drunken mess
In your eyes, I wish I could say I don’t deserve it
I held you like smoke in the back of my throat
Then you left all the same, left me to choke
On my pride and my fear and my horrible mind
In our empty bedroom you told me goodbye
So that we could go home to out separate beds
Left a hole in my chest where you once laid your head
So go on, I don’t need you, your form in my sheets
Was a ghost I was chasing but I couldn’t keep