Every once in a while I have this epiphany
That if you were any good for me, it would be plain to see
I wouldn't have to sort through the rubble trying to piece together my preferred reality
Of the things that you and I have the potential to be
We're a haven of sexual simplicity
The easy life, where all we do is smoke, drink, fuck and fall asleep
Waking up to shy smiles and light conversation
While my throat burns with unsaid confrontation
Instead of communicating I have this pent up frustration
Forcing it down with some spiritual examination
Do not get attached to anything, everything is temporary
Leave the past behind, live in the present, positively
Until my emotional secrecy takes a stab at me and red is all I can see
And this volcano of repression erupts inside of me
And now I'm formulating ultimatums to provoke heated telephone verbatim
With an outcome that won't stick coz we're a habit hard to kick
And don't we know it
We're egotistical little pricks that like to convey that we don't give a shit
And yet these years go by and we still won't quit
And I'm uncomfortable admitting that this is my longest relationship
This thing with the blurred label that we call a friendship
But we ain't friends; shit!
That's why I start these stupid fights with you
Just to stay up all night with you and rant about what I should do
While every valid point I make you dispute
Fuelled by a knack for manipulation and your control issues
And I convince myself that I won't miss you
I'm convinced; I won't miss you
So I walk away
Knowing full well your aversion to rejection will cause you to fight another day
As I wait with false shields of pride that crumble at the word ‘babe’
‘Cause you know after we fight we’ll do it all over again
