Sittin At The Table

Mismatched socks Half dressed I don't remember you leaving the house dressed like that I don't know where you been It was daylight Before I kissed you last Its dark as midnight Your story doesn't add up where you said you were But baby you weren't? Lost for words Your kisses say forever But your actions runaway at the alter Baby say I do But I know that you won't Last forever Morning rises You don't remember the night Is it the drugs Baby you drink too much . . Tell me more sugar You don't even pick up my calls anymore Thats ok For a basket case You won't look for me anymore anyways if you do I look at the moon and think of you cause at least I know where ever I am you are and wherever the moon is you'll see and think of me its sad but true I think you took my sock and that is why I am mismatched and you have the sock I've destroyed my room searching for but deep down I think I was just looking for you in an endless pile of clothes on the floor next to a poem written from you my love is confused.