Heavy & Abusive
You woke up with that look on your face again
The one that says, 'You better not say the wrong thing.'
So I walked out, I walked away, I walked outside
Where I thought, I better not say the wrong thing
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
I woke up with that feeling in my head again
The one that says, 'You better not do the wrong thing.'
So you walked out, you walked away, you walked outside
Where you thought, 'I better not do the wrong thing.'
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
I don't know why we keep having these kinds of mornings
When every little look feels like a warning
And walking away feels exactly the same as saying goodbye
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
The one that says, 'You better not say the wrong thing.'
So I walked out, I walked away, I walked outside
Where I thought, I better not say the wrong thing
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
I woke up with that feeling in my head again
The one that says, 'You better not do the wrong thing.'
So you walked out, you walked away, you walked outside
Where you thought, 'I better not do the wrong thing.'
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
I don't know why we keep having these kinds of mornings
When every little look feels like a warning
And walking away feels exactly the same as saying goodbye
How could things that seem so simple be so heavy and abusive?
And how could things that seem so perfect be so bad?
And how could things that seem so clear be so sarcastic and elusive?
And how could things that seem so lovely be so sad?
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Writer(s): Tamar T Berk
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