Squirrel Flats Band

Lyrics

Your friends called you every day

when I believed you were my love.

They said, “Come over, let’s get crazy.”

And I knew you would never say,

“Not this time, my Love awaits.”

So you’d come home too late, too hazy.



You’d come to bed, your feet were lead,

your words were slurred but still I heard

your cruel remarks snake through the darkness

as we lay. And all my feeling drained away

and numbed the love that you were wasting,

all my love that you were wasting.



I alone and I awake

lay in the dark and watched you ache,

but could not help you heal your pain

because you would not show me how.

And I not knowing what to say,

imagined we‛d have better days

and time went by.



Each night I lay beside your corpse

(that was not dead but did not speak)

and breathed the poison you had tasted—

all those nights when you were wasted.

At last I saw what we’d become

and dreaded what was yet to be.



And as time passed, I found I’d changed:

I left the bed where we had lain;

I left our house, left you your pain,

and found I loved myself again.

I left your side while demons cried

because my love for you had died.



I know your friends still call and say,

“Hey come over, let’s get crazy,”

and I know you will not say no,

and I know you will always go

to live in mist and foggy schemes

and drift through life in opiate dreams.



I remember all those nights,

those nights I wish I could forget,

those nights when hateful words were said,

those nights we shared that wretched bed.

Though I’m alive and you’re still dead,

I’m haunted by the love we wasted...