Dirty Laundry (Acoustic)

You can look at me like I'm nothing but dirty laundry

Use your finger to deny my open mouth silently

You can creep and crawl, then stall when it's your turn to touch me

Learned to play your little game so well

 

I had to leave ya

Had to leave ya

I had to leave ya

Such a masochist, the last I'll kiss if I can help it

I'm altruistic, full of mischief, and a little jealous

It's a loss or draw or what you'd call a son of a bitch

Hate to see you so dependent, but

I have to leave ya

I have to leave ya

Have to leave ya

Have to leave ya

I have to leave ya

Have to leave ya

 

There are days when I don't go outside

There are days when I don't go outside

There are days when I don't go outside

There are days, there are days

 

It's hard to know if I could be a person who provides

Security 'cause recently I'm falling out of line

It's hard to hold, and hard to feel, and hard to recognize

The seam of us is splitting, I can't stitch it

Ahhhhhhh

 

I had to leave ya

I had to leave ya