LYRICS

I can count the seasons since it's been a happy home,
You spent more love on drink and drugs and a turned-off mobile phone,
I wish that you'd been cheating because it's easier that way,
Because a clean break would mean a clean repair instead I wore this heart away.

I'm done with guilty sex and alibis,
But I take no pleasure from the afterlife,
I will hold my head up and wave myself goodbye,
I'm so disappointed in the afterlife.

You're just a cheap hotel now, full of things that scratch and bite,
It's a joke to you, these towels for two because I sleep alone tonight,
You're just a mess all over this pretty inner north,
My intentions count for nothing now your love's a contact sport.

I'm done with guilty sex and alibis,
But I take no pleasure from the afterlife,
I will hold my head up and wave myself goodbye,
I'm so disappointed in the afterlife.

I wear this shirt you gave me and it covers green tattoos,
Like I will wear your memories over marks that I can't lose,
I will count the seasons until you lose those bitter pills,
I had the chance to stop those gaps but I guess I never will.