I Went Through All Your Dirty Laundry

June 7, 2009

“I opened the door to your head, tried going quietly
But I slammed the door instead
I yelled, “Why’d I even come here?”
But still I stayed for a while, looked in every draw that I could find
Saw you calendar on the floor, you’re not very organized are you?
I said to myself, “You should go, you should leave”
Good side pulling on my sleeve but I stood there
With a note from my head opposite of what my heart said
Oh I should not be here you know…”

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