Sunday Afternoon

It’s a choice
To stay
It’s a dream
And I wanna wake

You have blood on your hands
And I’m feeling faint
And honey
You can’t decide

I’m a drug
You don’t wanna give up
Smoke your cigarettes
Make your love

You poured blood in my heart
And I can’t get enough
I’m drowning, drowning
And you can’t decide

It’s not about geography or happenstance
You need to fly and take a chance
You don’t need to soar to emptiness
Float on high and forever dance alone

You’re scared
Cause I feel like home

Hear your voice
And I knew right away
If you were here
What your eyes would say

I have blood on my feet
As I walk away
Rivers are red
Its starting to rain

I won’t live for you
Or die for you
Won’t do anything anymore for you
Cause you leave me here on the other side
You leave me here on the other side

I won’t live for you
Or die for you
Won’t do anything anymore for you
Cause you leave me here on the other side
You leave me here on the other side

I won’t live for you
Or die for you
Won’t do anything anymore for you
Cause you leave me here on the other side
You leave me here on the other side

Not gonna shed one more tear for you
Shed one more tear for you
I’m not gonna shed one more tear for you

At least not until Sunday afternoon
Leave or stay

From Rachael Yamagata’s Elephants . . . Teeth Sinking Into Heart