Unexpected Company
I never meant to let you in, surely this is not a sin
I never meant to have you stay, you never bothered to ask of my day
I never meant to tell you stories, for you thought nothing of my glories
I never meant to make you leave, I knew I couldn’t bear to grieve
I left the door wide open, still you slipped through the cracks,
You’re just another weight on the small of my back
And I can’t stand to face you as the walls start closing in
I left the door wide open, still I’m running short of oxygen
You were just unexpected company; a minor sublety
Yet you have me installed in the corners of my walls
You’re just a guest, just a guest, get out
let me live in my own fucking mess!
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