Your name on my lips
Is the kiss of death i needed
Can you give me this
I could still live with myself
Folded on the middle shelf
Not your favorite novel
But dog-eared just the same
And i don't care about the house
The baby, or the marriage vows
I can be the second best
If that's all that's left
Chew my lips to shit
Any awkwardness i could forgive
Tell me about it, then
I'm invested in your happiness
