I found you passed out in your room on the floor there was mud on top your favorite shoes. A few more steps and you'd have made it to your bed, but sometimes a few more steps is hard to do. Before you make a mess of her face, let's go a few drinks back to when you swore you'd change, when I tried so hard to clench your shaking frame. God I know you would have killed her if I let you. But I wouldn't let you do that. I can't watch you make it right. I've tried to look away but (I don't know what) makes me look back. Now I'm closing your fence, I guess I finally got some sense. And you can call me when you're finished if you're ever finished with this. You disappeared to the bathroom and asked if I'd hold your purse til you got back. These drugs will be the death of us (or at least whatever's left of us). We'll find a new lie to believe so you can finally get some sleep. You always knew how to keep me here but all I ever wanted was to leave, to let go. They found you making love in your room on the floor, that was me on top of you. A few more steps and we'd have made it to your bed, but sometimes a few more steps is hard to do.