From the recording FOUL
Lyrics
Coffee at O’Hare and I paid with my phone
You said you were so scared about two weeks on the road
The smallest of time bombs, amazed I’m intact
Now you got what you wanted and you never looked back
I dreamed it some days but I would choke on my tongue
When you would ask if I’m happy and the question just hung
When I asked why you’re leaving, your mouth got so small
No conversation to have when you’re just letting me fall
You can’t hold my heart anymore
You can’t hold my heart anymore
There’s more to life than surviving you
I’ll get it right this time
Not been walking too much, but I’ve been driving a lot
You used to call me out about that, but now your leverage is shot
I wouldn’t dare tell you my thoughts, and I could never relax
You were always smarter than me, at least at finding the catch
You can’t hold my heart anymore
You can’t hold my heart anymore
There’s more to life than surviving you
I’ll get it right this time
I haven’t thought like that, at least the last couple days
I’m done doing PR for your scars, and swatting questions away
It’s a hellish inertia to fight, but I can see that it’s time
To cut the lump out of my throat and take a knife to the ties
You can’t hold my heart anymore
You can’t hold my heart anymore
There’s more to life than surviving you
I’ll get it right this time

