Philip Labes - Anhedonia

I looked away for a second to finish a bottle of wine
You put your clothes in my drawers and your toothbrush right next to mine
I faked a yawn, said "I'm tired, we probably should call it a night"
You sunk a claw in the carpet, your other hand slipped into mine
You pull me in close, say you'll be there
"Let's count all the ways that we don't care"
Anhedonia Anhedonia
We worked so well at the start
Anhedonia Anhedonia
My therapist says we should part
All alone you, would control me
You kept me all day in your bed
Anhedonia Anhedonia
Get the fuck out of my, get the fuck out of my head
I go to parties, where you come along to turn everything numb
You, whisper "they aren't your friends" in my ear while they're all having fun
I try to tell you I'm leaving, I wanna see somebody new
You have a smile as you walk out the door saying "back in a few"
You bite on my lip, say "baby don't fear
Let's count all the ways, we'll disappear"
Anhedonia Anhedonia
We worked so well at the start
Anhedonia Anhedonia
My therapist says we should part
All alone you, would control me
You kept me all day in your bed
Anhedonia Anhedonia
Get the fuck out of my, get the fuck out of my head
But I know that's it's me that's been giving commands
Turns out I am the one with the gun in my hands
Anhedonia Anhedonia
We worked so well at the start
Anhedonia Anhedonia
My therapist says we should part
All alone you, would control me
You kept me all day in your bed
Anhedonia Anhedonia
Get the fuck out of my, get the fuck out of my
Get the fuck out of my, get the fuck out of my
Get the fuck out of my, get the fuck out of my head

Written by:
Philip Labes

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