you're at a party
with all these new girls.
I'm stuck at home
watching my walls.

I know you're drunk
I've seen her story.
rumour has it you've bounced onto someone else
who both us and god know you do not love
but she's been there for so many years
they say she's hunting other prey.
by god I hope they're right

these walls dance with headlights
and I keep looking at that damned phone.
on my desk waiting for you to drunkenly say something you'll regret.
I do not love you any more
but I'm not ready for you to agree.