When He's Gone

She sits alone and stares out the window, the thoughts pour out the morning sun pours in She paints a smile on her lips and looks at herself in the mirror As her day begins She scrubs in basins never clean, it won't wash off the smell of compromise He opens the door for her, there's kindness in his smile but she loathes the need in his eyes

She can't stand to have him around but she always misses him when he's gone

She burns like an effigy when he's gone it makes her mad how attached she's become and if it were up to me, I'd prove her wrong, but it's too bad it's someone else's song He might come home, after she's sleeping and quietly admire the smile on her lips He crawls up beside her, she presses it all up against him and dreams

She can't stand to have him around but she always misses him when he's gone...