Broken Couch

I'm always angry at the Sun for constantly burning my body
Yeah, I was fifteen and you were leaving
Kinda felt like I was wasting your time
But you assured me I was worth it
Yeah, you assured me you'd live alone
Things didn't pan out the way you said
No, things didn't pan out that way at all

You started yelling while I was sleeping
On the couch cause you'd gone out shopping
You started crying on your kitchen floor
Before you stomped out of the house without a word
You told your best friend I wasn't invited
To stay at your house in the first place
And it was lonely when I got home
It was the first night in a while I'd spent alone
So I made a new friend, her name was julia
Kinda felt like I was wasting her time
But then I moved into her house
And I started sleeping on top of her broken couch
Things didn't pan out the way you'd think
We just never felt compelled to in the first place

But then the phone rang, I felt my heart sink
I was reminded of that something I was missing
You said I'm home now and you can come back
I was scared I'd make another mistake
I started blanking, I felt like crying
When I saw your car pull into the driveway
Knocked on the front door and prayed for an answer
Then I thought of something clever and I said

I sorta feel like you've been wasting my time