Airborne - Wussy

You said that you would call me

And when you didn’t call me

I gave you up for dead

So I was working on a backbone

And chiseling a tombstone

When you called me up and said

Through a wall of heavy breathing

You thought it was relieving

To be out on your own

How a voice that used to thrill me

Could cut me up and kill me

On the fucking telephone

You did not even send me airborne anyway

Why in the world I hung around it’s hard to say

It was just another Thursday

Like any other Thursday

Except that we were through

We were wading through the concrete

And digging through the scrap heap

Deciding what belonged to who

All the treasure from the good days

Was going through the last phase

Of yours and yours and mine

When something from the yours pile

Shattered on the floor tile

And you went off like Frankenstein

You did not even send me airborne anyway

Why in the world I hung around it’s hard to say

I think it’s clear that I adore you

I didn’t mean to bore you

Or grind it in so deep

I had to put another call in

I didn’t think you’d fall in

With the company you keep

And you tell me that you love me

But you don’t really love me

You remind me every day

When you’re living in a flood plain

It doesn’t take a hard rain

To wash it all away

You did not even send me airborne anyway

Why in the world I hung around it’s hard to say