Sigh

I do a lot of things
I wouldn't normally do
To distract myself
From the thought of you
I don't have the space
Inside of my mind
To lie, to fabricate
Inner shelfs on the line

I just want whatever scraps she doesn't want and has to spare
Like a dog, I'm at the table desperately I want you here
But now I'm looked at by her in a much different light
Not the one she gives attention to
Maybe another night

Yeah
Some would say I'm a bitch
It's been a little while now
But I still can't sit with it
Who could blame
If you had this passion for a dame
I'm sure you'd feel the same

I just want whatever scraps she doesn't want and has to spare
Like a dog, I'm at the table desperately I want you here
But now I'm looked at by her in a much different light
Not the one she gives attention to
Maybe another night

Take a walk
Don't look back
No one's looking at you now
Yeah, that's a fact