Brandtson

I told you of a halfway house
Where we could meet to work things out
I slept there on the floor for weeks
You stayed between your comfortable sheets
I sold you on an idea
We'll speak in code as not be heard
You looked me in the eyes
And said i know the truth but still see the end
I smile down and laugh as you hit the ground
Halfway down
You always take the long was down
Break it up, you're always on the outs
Never finding out