Pressure Cooker

From the other room
I hear the squeaking of your chair
Cutting through the static
That sits right between my ears

Breathing awfully loud from way over there
I tick a little faster with every inhale

Better late than never
Best if not at all
Keep tripping on the foot you leave
Sticking out the hall

Spinning the rotary with no one to call
Nothing ever changes, just the packages they come

Do you hear her
Shuffling her feet
Do you see her
Avoiding your reach
Do you know her
What's in a name
Can you feel her
Pulling away

Better late than never
Best if not at all
Keep tripping on the foot you leave
Sticking out the hall
When we talk
About the weather
I'd rather not at all
Can't distract from the pressure
Building up between these walls



Credits
Writer(s): Jaimee Jakobczak
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