Disjointed

Hey, you've got a disjointed way about you.
First you love me, then I find I’m without you.
Sometimes you’re water, and sometime you’re gasoline.

Hey, you keep your feeling hidden behind a curtain.
You love to wind me up and leave me uncertain.
I’m always grasping for a shed of stability. Hey.

I feel like you’re ashamed of being seen with me.
Something about my smile you find obscene.
Your eyes are always wandering astray.
It’s obvious our love is in decay.

Hey, your room is always filled with screaming and swearing.
It drives me crazy, makes me lose all my bearing.
You shrug it off. Am I so easy to ignore?

Hey, you’re calling other men but never phone me.
Out drinking every night and leaving me lonely,
But when you need a hand, it’s me you’re looking towards.

I feel like you’re ashamed of being seen with me.
Something about my air you find obscene.
Your eyes are always wandering astray.
It’s obvious our love is in decay.