Yes it’s a new day
and yes the sun is high.
Yeah the music’s loud
but No I’m not alright.
It’s a brand new day,
We just hung up
From our usual talk,
very organized,
but here it is
i’m in the dark,
you’re already asleep,
and there’s this jet lag.
And it’s killing us,
but i’m still trying,
being understanding,
doing what I can,
but you overreact
and seem to forget.
And I’m here alone,
while you’re out at night,
partying til late,
and then back to the blame game.
And now here’s the moment
where you start talking your ex.
‘Bastard stole your money,
and got aggressive on you.
He even cheated on you
but you still believe his every words.
I don’t know who’s the victim here
but I hope you’re not the puppet.
And I wish you were here
cause it’d all be fine.
And despite the string we live on
we can still be fine.
This too shall pass,
they said to me.
It’s temporary
that’s what I told myself.
‘She’s overreacting’
tells my head to my heart.
‘Where is this going?’
says the mind to the brain.