Here on this bed with your words in my head
and the knowledge that I�ve done it again,
I smile, feeling glory, feeling sadness,
feeling a little bit drunk, but hiding it well. 

Changing the sheets didn�t seem to help,
this bed still smells like you.
I turned the clocks back afterward,
but this can�t become something we just didn�t do.

So instead, I moved the bed into the corner
and I tried to lock it down
but all I got was blisters and
I'm sure you aren�t coming around again, today.

Baby, you look like sunshine, but darlin, you feel like rain
and excuse me if I refuse to go through it again.

Remember that night sitting out in the schoolyard until three
when we watched the moon come up over the K.F.C.
And we laughed at television and then I almost saw it through,
but you went home real early and it was all that I could do
to go up in my room and turn it up real loud
and listen to the music until the world came crashing down inside me.

K.F.C.
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