Stella K

You sit alone in your chair
You say that you no longer care
You drink your port wine for two
There's a place under your bed for shoes

You sit alone in your chair
Once a week you go to wash your hair
You used to make chicken cacciatore
You never speak much about your story

I never wanted to be there
I would just sit and watch you in your chair
I never knew how much I could bear
And I know that you really did want to care

But it was too much for you to get out of your chair
And now he waits for you up in the sky
And you sit there drinking, wanting to die



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Dedes
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