2-2

Written by Liz Siegel

I don’t wanna nitpick
But I got a bone to pick with you
Ever since you left me at that truck stop in 2022

You’re so mean
You didn’t call and I couldn’t clean
Now I’m here
Sittin’ thinking of all the years
Was it you?
Shaking your chains
The ghost of a fool
Now I’m alive
Trying hard to survive

I don’t wanna bring up that old stuff
But now I see you dragging on your old mug
Across my kitchen floor
Looking at me, looking back at you.
Hoping those things you said those years ago
Wouldn’t catch right back to you

Run away
It’s all you're good at anyway
No room for you
We can’t win this two for two
The game is tied
And I am sick of all the lies
So I quit and opt to play a different game

Run away
It’s all you’re good at anyway
No room for you
We can’t win this two for two
The game is tied
And I am sick of all the lies
So I quit and opt to play a different game