I'm sorry I was blunt
I just threw the words out there
and you can't stand to hear them

I'm sorry this is so hard
but someday you'll come face to face
with what you don't want to acknowledge

I'm sorry you can't be yourself
its not my fault you contrive these messes
and its too bad you don't know what to do

but the fact is, I'm just really not that sorry
because everything works out
so just don't worry

cigar smoke and burgers
and now I'm alone
wishing i had a letter from you
to make me laugh
make me blush
make me mad
but all i have is this plastic box in front of me
a mind so complicated
but i forget as soon as you tell me
i have to read every word again
until it is branded
like a tattoo that is on my foot
cuz no one sees it, but me
and i lie awake at night sometimes
with insomnia
and i pull the old foot out
take off my sock
and there are you words
imprinted in my memory
and i wish that you would just take the time
to give me something to remember

tonight
the only way we know how to converse
is to yell
we don't stop yelling
and so I turn up the music a little louder
until all I feel is desire to whisper
to say I'm sorry
to say I love you
to say I'm not going to give us up
because I won't runaway like last time
I won't stop telling you "thank you"
and I won't get weak and let you beat me
in this stupid war.
so I will do the dishes
and you'll take down the laundry
we'll brush our teeth and close the doors
and tomorrow we will whisper

he leans close
his face in my hair
and tells me
"I'd be happy to make your life
a living hell"
every word stings with truth
as he turns his face to me
I can see every sin of
mine reflected in his face
and
I'm no longer sassy-bass-punk-chick
I'm a withering flower
and empty cup of coffee
a dirty paper towel
and I'm running on nothing
cuz I don't even like your
compliments anymore -
they just glance off of me

you remind me of a sunburn
and I'm sorry aobut the chill