Drop Dead - Driveways

I spent too many days

In your confinement

Captive to brazen lights

And to cursed to silence

It’s a different kind of pain

Dark and defiant

Heightened adrenaline

I need a regimen

Find me a sedative I been fucking

Haunted by hindsight

(Haunted by hindsight)

Daunted by timelines

Lost in your mind’s eye

Drop dead

And burn the bridges that you built in my head

Disown decisions that you made in my stead

(I said)

Close the prison and forget the time spent

(I've been)

Left in this confinement too long

But this won’t clear my name

I had the coldest disdain

I have to shoulder the blame

For the role that I played

In the moments you faded a smoldering flame

Hope you know that I hate it

And can’t overstate that

You don’t feel the same

You should be

I looked away

I couldn’t placate

Twenty four hours a day

I had to stay

I couldn’t vacate

Any morale that you gained

You weren’t okay

But I couldn’t placate

Twenty four hours a day

I had to stay

Too many things were not said

I hope you fucking

Drop dead

Left in this confinement too long

I’ve been over my head too long

This terror in the night’s been too long

This terror in the night’s been too long

I turned my back when you left her side

There’s nothing left here to rectify

Left alone and you’re left to die

Left alone and I hope you drop dead