A Lover, A Balcony Fire, An Empty Orchestra

(album: Sometimes You Hurt The Ones You Hate - 2023)

We keep on acting
With these scripts in our hands
Playing make-believe
With your suitcase in the hall
Your car is waiting
I will walk you to the door
You said I told you so

Sometimes you hurt the ones you hate
There was a time each song was new
And now we're stuck here on rewind
The symphony is winding down
And now we sing to empty seats

We aren't heroic
Every time we stop this plane
From taking off
Then crashing into clouds
This is how you disappear
I'm leaving like you've shown me how
You won't be seeing me

Sometimes you hurt the ones you hate
There was a time each song was new
And now we're stuck here on rewind
The symphony is winding down
And now we sing to ourselves