Box Worship

Too tired to touch me but the television is on

Sitting in the living room or playing on her phone

Tell me the truth and stop lying am I alone

Jealous when someone comes around detecting our broken home 

When I leave

Then you’ll have time but it will be too late

Nothing you can say

Will erase hours of shows you cheated with 

Why don’t you fuck the remote control give it a kiss?
Over six hours on the computer 

Bedtime too tired to move up

We’re on opposite sides again 

Roommates living a lie just friends 

Waiting for you like do you want to spend time

Without any type of screen in mind

Too tired yet your mouse gets clicked

I go to bed feeling like shit

Again 
When I leave

Then you’ll have time but it will be too late

Nothing you can say.

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