Glad skev pund misommar

She said “some days I feel like shit, some days I wanna quit and just be normal for a bit,”
I don’t understand why you have to always be gone, I get along but the trips always feel so long and I find myself trying to stay by the phone cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone, but I feel like an idiot workin’ my day around the call but when I pick up I don’t have much to say, so, I want you to know it’s a little fucked up that I’m stuck here waitin’ at times debatin’ tellin’ you that I’ve had it with you and your career. Now you only stop by every once and a while, shit, I find myself just fillin’ my time with anything to keep the thought of you from my mind. I’m doin’ fine, and I’m plannin’ to keep it that way. You can call me if you find that you have something to say and I’ll tell you, I want you to know it’s a little fucked up that I’m stuck here waitin’, at times debatin’ tellin’ you that I’ve had it with you and your career. Tired of sittin’ and hatin’ and makin’ these excuses for why you’re not around and feeling so useless, it seems one thing has been true all along. You don’t really know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone, I guess I’ve had it with you and your career, when you come back I won’t be here and you can sing it… Where’d you go?