J ChurchIndignation

She's not a bitch. she's not a slut.
But, she says she is both.
I thought it was a statement but it's just her indignation.
She wants so bad to be the antithesis of everything...
Secretly revealing what's appealing to me.

She can play the drums, which once was good enough for me.
Now her picture's in the paper and everything.
And I missed the wedding. I don't think she expected me.
But I saw the pictures with the family.

Don't spend the night. Don't start a fight. Nothing's gonna be alright.
Don't spend the night. Don't start a fight. Nothing's gonna be alright.

She sends the odd postcard I'll stare at for a week.
Maybe lacking content, but the gesture is sweet.
I don't like the record although I'll never tell her.
Lies bloom amongst the truth when I write a letter.

She said she loved the zine and I'm not surprised.
Our old apartment looked like something out of the "Decline."
She's getting on with life. I know she'll be alright.
She's just one of the many stars in the night.

Don't spend the night. Don't start a fight. Nothing's gonna be alright.
Don't spend the night. Don't start a fight. Nothing's gonna be alright.
Nothing's gonna be alright. Nothing's gonna be alright.