LYRIC FOR SALE

By Jasmine Nuttall

I haven’t seen a friendly face in a month
Haven’t been held in over three
Though I have a phone to hold
My hands still feel cold

From we are a team to please
tell me where you where last night
From obsessed even with the seven seas in between
To left on read crying alone in bed

I wonder if we are coming to an end
Long distance isn’t supposed to be easy
But hun this is harder than cookies
you brought when you last saw me

No warmth in the messages you send me
I find myself missing us more than you
I wonder when it happen
When it changed

From we are a team to please
tell me where you where last night
From obsessed even with the seven seas in between
To left on read crying alone in bed

So tell me what we’ve become
Cause this thing we’ve got going isn’t fun
And these sleepless nights aren’t quite same
Now that you’ve upped and gone away

And as the three dot disappear without a response
I let myself float a little further away
From the hope that you might come back home and stay
Allowing myself to imagine your permanent absence

From we are a team to please
tell me where you where last night
From obsessed even with the seven seas in between
To left on read crying alone in bed

So I let you go just a little bit further
I wonder if your absence has to hurt
Could I finally get some rest
From the ache inside my chest

I’m tired baby
And something tells me you feel the same
Won’t you tell me me bye bye baby
After all it is the end