You were on my list

There was one fuss. You put a band-aid over it after a few minuets. Because of this, because of you, I woke up every morning to wrap myself up in heavy blankets. I felt assured that you'd be there. Baby tell me where'd you go for days and days. I reunited with old CDs, I was going through the exact same shit the last time I listened to them years back. It makes me laugh and it makes me sick to my stomach. Wait alone a month for only three weeks and then gone for three months. This was the big second chance that I never in the right mind ever imagined to happen. And the make believe-- that's what got me. There's no sunshine through my window when I wake up at 8, sometimes 7am.