Feelings of Fault

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The dimming warmth of your face
I should have stoked you a fire
The rain drenching your briefcase
I did say: “I like when it storms”

If I’d never let my thoughts out
You wouldn’t be feeling this way
My brain tells me only the truth
The truth contradicts what you say

The way you slammed that door?
It was my fault
That cup you dropped on the floor?
It was my fault

If I’d never let my mouth talk
You wouldn’t be feeling this way
My brain tells me only the truth
The truth contradicts what you say

The way you’re calling in sick
I should have made you some stew
The emptiness in your life
I should feel that emptiness, too

If I maybe — wasn’t around
You wouldn’t be feeling this way
My brain tells me only the truth
The truth contradicts what you say