You never held up your end of the bargain
Coming to my house and reading my magazines
You never pretended, no, you weren’t even trying
Just smacking your lips and flipping through Seventeen
Everyone said you were a loose cannon
But I laughed them all away
I was punching that girl in school for kissing your boyfriend
Saying the things I always wanted to say
But there is nothing left in your eyes
And I would never go back to the place where I didn’t realize
Remember that night when we left the party
And you scraped your knuckles down on the cement
And when I stared you down you just did it harder
‘Til your flesh was bleeding and your skin was bent
But there is nothing left in your eyes
And I would never go back to the place where I didn’t realize
And at some point I just had to turn around and go back inside.
credits
from Little House EP,
track released March 11, 2009
Drums: Jason Boesel
Bass: Brett Simons
Piano and Vocals: Annie Stela
Synth, Acoustic Guitar: Jason Lader
Percussion: Chris Reynolds
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