Peanut Butter & Jealous

I've been standing here since yesterday, last yesterday
Wishing right here, right now, for what you did to come to me
Drinking the red boxed wine and singing words I kind of used to know
This wasteland is dusted indecent

I stopped missing you on yesterday, last yesterday
You're so much older but you dabble in maturity
I drink a Cherry Pie and stare right through a messed up little rose
Don't cheer up, this ain't so endearing

This weekends a secondhand two-time
You swear it's a mutual feeling
But it's all in all a lie
(On the way there)
All in all a lie
(Off the back step)
All in all a lie
(Did you like it?)
And phrased in hot pink

I start to wonder if when yesterday, last yesterday
Starts to rear its head, your actions will speak clearly
I drink whiskey rye and wave my arms to stay afloat
Ampersand before exclamation

Fuck you I'm not the reason
You been out on me in the rainy season
Step through the window
Climb down the primrose

Fuck you it's not the first time
You did it again and then you made your bed mine
Step through the window
Climb down the primrose

Step through the window
Climb down the primrose
Crash on the way home
All this time