The Bug
You
I was here, ready for
You so good in our new
I was ripe, eager to
You were raw, insecure

Thursday meat, dog in screen
Wake 'til nine just for me
I was blind to your stir
So we fell to a blur

Wanting you to be there
And no more, all a void
I give you for my pain
Rest, reprieve, be okay

Yelling break, hard to shake
You ran out, slam the door
Food for one, bed now cold
No more warmth, no more harm

Morning steam, drip dismay
Can your smile wash away?
Empty stares, ash in bed
Can't go on on my own

Wanting you to be there
And no morе, all a void
I give you for my pain
Rest, my filth, far away

Wanting you to be thеre
And no more, all a void
I give you for my pain
Rest, reprieve, be okay

Wanting you to be there
And no more, all a void
I give you for my pain
Rest, my filth, far away