You know when you do something that you know is deeply morally wrong and you know it's going to make you feel worse and everything worse but your body just does it anyway? This is about picking up a notebook and knowing what it is somewhere in your mind but not listening to that part of your mind and reading one sentence and closing the book again and crying and breathing in sharply and realising all you were to him was a burden.
"J felt stressed" that's what I wrote in your converted school notebook
"J felt stressed" I guess I did didn't think you noticed noticed more my distress
And I see you tonight boy and I think you sure look swell
Did I make you upset?
Did I push you away?
Did I make everything worse?
Did I not try my best?
"J felt stressed" that's what I wrote in your converted school notebook
When you left was it for the best and when you left was it for the best?
When you left I couldn't talk
There's a silence with you
And sometimes a letter with your name
Arrives at my door
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2022