Rings

Couldn’t tell you where i buried him
I knew there’d be questioning my happenstance
Why would you believe the one who left had a role to play in your deliverance?
With sweet instead

He buys the ring but this is unnecessary oh my baby
This is unnecessary

Heavy in your lungs the night before
Hoping weary songs were melodies of love
But shadows from the starlings in the trees
Are sweeping you to sleep the last and wishing luck
But it doesn’t fit when he buys the ring

This is unnecessary oh my baby
This is unnecessary