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Microwave – Wrong lyrics
Did you soil the sheets where your conscience sleeps?
There’s a half-gallon of bleach beneath the kitchen pipes
Let’s keep this brief, I was about to leave and
I didn’t really want you to come by
You can call it healing, but I just stopped from feeling
The parts of you I knew would never feel right
And you don’t need healing, if you never really cared
I still don’t care, it’s whatever, you were right
I’ve got faith in failure; I was bound to get what I expected
I gave it up upfront to keep my pride
And I’ve been slowly inching up my back to this brick wall Because I know it’s not thick enough to keep you behind
If it was a movie, they would get the ending right
And cleverly leave out all of the rest of our lives
And it would zoom out:
Chain-smoking blunts up in our house
With junk food in our mouths
The kind of sleepless dreams that mark our evenings
Maybe I just missed it, I’ve been doing this forever
And still, everywhere I go is somewhere I don’t belong
But, maybe that’s just how it is
That moving on means blending in
And maybe now it’s fair to say that I had it all wrong
Yeah, I was wrong
Yeah, I was wrong
About everything
I was wrong
About everything
There’s a half-gallon of bleach beneath the kitchen pipes
Let’s keep this brief, I was about to leave and
I didn’t really want you to come by
You can call it healing, but I just stopped from feeling
The parts of you I knew would never feel right
And you don’t need healing, if you never really cared
I still don’t care, it’s whatever, you were right
I’ve got faith in failure; I was bound to get what I expected
I gave it up upfront to keep my pride
And I’ve been slowly inching up my back to this brick wall Because I know it’s not thick enough to keep you behind
If it was a movie, they would get the ending right
And cleverly leave out all of the rest of our lives
And it would zoom out:
Chain-smoking blunts up in our house
With junk food in our mouths
The kind of sleepless dreams that mark our evenings
Maybe I just missed it, I’ve been doing this forever
And still, everywhere I go is somewhere I don’t belong
But, maybe that’s just how it is
That moving on means blending in
And maybe now it’s fair to say that I had it all wrong
Yeah, I was wrong
Yeah, I was wrong
About everything
I was wrong
About everything
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