Texty: Bad Books. I Begged You Everything.

We slept for close to seven hours
All the way to your dad's basket case.
I didn't catch the final score
So I prayed that we'd sink a few more.
And I didn't mind and you didn't seem to
Mind about me, but I was wrong.
Who wouldn't fear to leave it all
'Cause it's gonna come, it's gotta come.
I am the widow
The spidered king.
There's web in your teeth,
And there's holes in the ceiling.
And I wanted more, I left with nothing.
Who's really lost and who's really winning?
I begged again, you said hello.
For now that's all I know.
Now I remember the exhaust and remains.
A shallow shadow hung across my brand new drapes.
And I gave my car away, down towards the post office.
Man told me he needed it more.
I believed him, went home, and slept more.
And that's what gets me sometimes,
That's what struck me blind,
And that's why there's no time
That's why I still try, and that's why...
I begged you everything, I begged you everything.
Begged you everything, everything.

Fuck am I supposed to do when you just lie your arms in mine?
Fuck am I supposed to do when you never lie about telling a lie?
So what was I supposed to do? Just keep on trying through sleepless nights?
Fuck am I supposed to choose? 'Cause I begged you everything, everything.

I can remember wishing that the season had lasted a little longer.
It don't, and we die.
If not me, then to my pride.
If not now, then tonight.
If not then, we just might give up trying.