She Hit Me First | Miss The Rest

SHE HIT ME FIRST

Miss The Rest

Well it looks just like the day we left it
the place we used to live is dark and empty
how fitting is that?
the street still looks the same
the weather's fine, no life remains
this sunny silence is bitterly sad

This book has ended, it's a short story
there is no chapter four
but there is more, so I start the sequel

It's not alright, it never could be
it never made any sense to me
you're not around to see it today
you're dead, you miss the rest

Well I'm sorry for the way we left it
the life we used to live is just a memory
how sorry is that?
and so we move away
we find a place where life's okay
but it's a shadow of whatever we had

It's not alright, your head you see
you've stopped making sense to me
you're not around to ruin today
you're dead, you miss the rest

I don't want to tell a soul
I will keep this to myself
even though it's painful now
to even breathe this breath
I will keep your words inside
and recall them every day
so that now you've said it all
and you're better off this way