Night Shift “
The first time I tasted somebody else's spit, I had a coughing fit.
I mistakenly called them by your name, I was let down it wasn't the same.
I'm doing fine, trying to derail my one track mind, Regaining my self-worth in record time, But I can't help but think of your other in the bed that was mine.
Am I a masochist, resisting urges to punch you in the teeth? Call you a bitch and leave?
Why did I come here? To sit and watch you stare at your feet?
What was the plan? Absolve your guilt and shake hands?
I feel no need to forgive but I might as well. But let me kiss your lips so I know how it felt.
Pay for my coffee and leave before the sun goes down. Walk for hours in the dark feeling all hell.
Don't hold your breath, forget you've ever saw me at my best. You don't deserve what you don't respect. Don't deserve what you say you love and then neglect.
Now bite your tongue, it's too dangerous to fall so young.
Take back what you said. Can't lose what you never had.
You got a 9 to 5, so I'll take the night shift. And I'll never see you again if I can help it. In five years I hope the songs feel like covers, Dedicated to new lovers.
” - Lucy Dacus
