Voicemail

I don't mind when you apologize
Feels good to watch you cry sometimes
So don't you close your eyes

Brush your hair put on your tennis shoes
Wash off your face you'll feel brand new
Read Rilke in your bathroom
You dropped off my stuff last week
You didn't forget anything

So after the tone
Just leave me alone
Don't want to hear your voice inside my voicemail

In your old room we'd wake up with the sun
Sounds like your radiator's coughing blood
In late July I threw up both my lungs
And you stayed in bed



Credits
Writer(s): Zackary Kiebach
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