12

Two wrongs made everything right
You left once
You left twice
All the things you loved, behind

A year of words covered with red lies
That came out once
Behind two blue eyes
That made for a Sunday surprise

Thirty days later we were in a different bed
Twice as small
Just as dead
But this time you weren't inside my head

It didn't take much to get me undressed
One, two, a third
Beer off my chest
The next morning I awoke next to Digress

So I ran home backwards only to find
Apartment 102 empty
& zero regrets on my mind
For leaving my past behind